Welcome to The Last Sisyphus.

Here’s the thing. Modern life doesn’t make much sense. I’ve felt this. You’ve felt this. It’s evident everywhere. Most days, the world appears contradictory, disordered, hysterical, strange, beautiful, and, yes—absurd.

I didn’t always have the language for this. Albert Camus was the first to really shed light on this subject, with The Stranger and The Myth of Sisyphus. Those books were like battering rams, charging and breaking apart my preconceived notions about how the world worked. Consequently, I was able to see just how bizarre and incomprehensible our lives are.

But Camus was only the beginning.

Over time, my worldview has been given shape by four philosophical pillars—Cynicism, Absurdism, Pessimism, and Pyrrhonian Skepticism. Together, they form a unique framework I affectionately refer to as CAPS, a way of seeing clearly through the noise and navigating the chaos of modernity without illusion.

This publication is where I explore those ideas.
Not as an academic. Not as some guru.
But, rather, as someone merely trying to live honestly.

What you’ll find here are reflections, fragments, and field notes from my attempt to make sense of life’s contradictions, and, perhaps, help you, the reader, feel a little less aimless in the process.

So, without further ado, let’s meet Sisyphus where he stands—on his hill in Tartarus, hands pressed firmly against the unforgivable stone, already engaged in the struggle toward the heights.

The hill isn’t going anywhere, and neither is the work. But it’s in the pushing that we discover who we are and how to endure in spite of an absurd world.

Onward!