The great difference between love and media, two of the arguably most perpetual and eternal drugs of the modern day, is that one of them is perfect. Love, unlike media, is an emotion perhaps the greatest emotion, but it comes with a price. Everyone who is lucky enough to live a full life will at some point pay this price, the price of a broken heart. Sorrow, rage and despair are to name a few of the emotions people can go through when experiencing heartbreak. But they are nonetheless vital emotions to experience. For people must learn the dangers and pleasures of love the hard way, individual experience. Only through the knowledge learned after a heartbreak can we attain appreciation for love. So is media more perfect than love? Yes, and here is why.
Love is so real, because it can make us feel so many emotions. Everyone wants love in their lives, and despite the sadness that love brings; we all strive for love, and at the end of the day it is really the only important thing in life. That means the most important thing in life, love, is perfect because it is imperfect. We need and want love so much that we are prepared for the consequences that love brings. Media is not like love because everything about it is programmed to suit the needs of humans. It takes only positive things in the attempt to create the “perfect media world”. But what media overlooks is that love is perfect because it is so real, and it is so real because it contains more than positives.
Albert Einstein once said “There is nothing known as “Perfect”. It’s only those imperfections which we choose not to see!!”. Perhaps Einstein thought that some things are perfect, but that those things must include imperfections to be perfect. Media strives for perfection by neglecting all imperfections from it, thus attempting to create the perfect media. Forgetting what makes love so perfect in the first place is the feeling of authenticity, and that authenticity feels authentic because it includes imperfections, because it includes heartbreak. Media lacks reality because it lacks imperfection, unlike love. I love my media, but my media doesn’t love me back, rather it provides me with an endless pursuit for a goal that doesn’t exist. Feelings like reality, longing and imperfection met with perfection are never met in my media. Love is perfect because it is imperfect; media is not love, because it is perfect.