A final thought on mattering: relation to "the absurd"

All this talk about the analytics of meaning and mattering aside, the fact is that most of us want meaning. 

Most of us are looking for something. We want our actions and lives to matter absolutely. We want certainty and finality. 

But as my previous posts have shown, we can't have it. It's just not possible. 

Existence depends on non-existence. Certainty implies that there is also non-certainty. 

As much as we want it, we can't have it both ways. We can't live and have absolute meaning; the two are incompatible. 

This is what I think Albert Camus refers to when he writes about the "absurd." The experience of desperately wanting meaning in a world where it can't exist. 

But I would tend to agree with Camus that we still ought to try and find meaning in whatever ways feel right to us, while still facing the fact that it's ultimately a futile endeavor. Or is it? And so on...