Camus and Sisyphus

"One must imagine Sisyphus happy".

I was reminded to look up Camus' discussion while listening to the Audiobook "The fabric of the Cosmos" where Brian Greene argues that an understanding of how the universe works does add to the meaning of life.

"When the images of earth cling too tightly to memory, when the call of happiness becomes too insistent, it happens that melancholy rises in man's heart: this is the rock's victory, this is the rock itself. The boundless grief is too heavy to bear" says Camus. According to Camus, only by submitting to the notion that all is absurd and that the search for higher meaning is meaningless are we to find happiness. There is only the rock and acceptance of the rock.
There is only me who happens to be here, who adds nothing to the world. Just an accidental pile of atoms.

A million atoms have to come together to form you, says Bill Bryson in "A short history of Nearly Everything". These atoms have no notion of being you, or being part of anything larger than themselves. In fact, these atoms are not alive. If you pulled them apart, one by one, you'd have a big pile of atoms. Nothing resembling you. This unique individual, this very special person you of whom there is only one. The gap that is left, is much larger than a pile of atoms could fill.

"God is not done with me yet" said the 80-year old man.

But what if...?
What if there was no light?
Nothing wrong, nothing right?