In The Myth of Sisyphus Camus writes,
“The mind’s first step is to distinguish what is true from what is false. However, as soon as thought reflects on itself, what it first discovers is a contradiction.”
In his search for a foundation for knowledge (being a descendant of Descartes) he looks to logic, science, and religion. None is satisfactory.
Logic: leads to contradiction. For by asserting that all is true we assert the truth of the contrary assertion and consequently the falsity of our own thesis. “This vicious circle is but the first of a series in which the mind that studies itself gets lost in a giddy whirling.” (anyone feel like that?)
Science: science when pushed always ends in metaphor. The mind is a “multi-media movie” – a “narrator” – “a software program” etc. The world? The world is like a butterfly; however that may be.
Religion: God is a father, a son, a king. But which god? Religion turns out to be relativistic to the core. What is god’s name? Spaghetti monster? Odin? Yahweh? Allah? Zeus?
Camus’s “cogito” becomes “This heart within me I can feel, and I judge that it exists. This world I can touch, and I likewise judge that it exists. There ends all my knowledge, and the rest is construction.”