Soul

Have to type this fast, don't mind mistakes.

I woke up 10 minutes ago from the most amazing dream I could even imagine dreaming. It taught me a lot about everything. I can remember everything, but there is one thing I can't recreate. I explain:

In my dream, somehow I found myself at a wedding of my friend. Though I didn't see his bride, everyone seemed to see her, not the point. At the wedding I met a girl, the bride's best friend, she was looking a bit older than me, and had beautiful light brown, tired eyes. She wasn't too friendly, but she was very open minded. 

As things go, we start going out, and she tells me her story - From the moment she turned 13, she wasn't satisfied with her body, and started changing it. Everything from hair color, eye color, skin color, organ length, and gender. After her parents kicked her out, because she went "against the will of god", and 15 years of experiments, she have started a new project, and gave her body the the shape and color of how she estimated it would look at her age (around 28).

She told me that she couldn't finish her "project" alone, and she needs me to help her, because I'm the only person who seems not to have problematic opinions about her past. I found out that the "project", is a perfect artificial body she designed for herself, and she needed help finishing it's build, and transferring her consciousness to the new body. I agreed to help, and we worked on it, night and day. She was assembling the body, and I had to find a way to get her in it.

At a certain moment, I understood that I fell in love with her, but I had a feeling that something about her, is always missing.

We have decided to get married, and promised to each-other to finish the project before the wedding day. We have finished it on the wedding day morning. She took the cover off from her sole-less body, and I had seen it for the first time. It was a weird, 2.5-2.65 meter female body. made form materials I have never seen before. It had many blue beautiful crystals allover it's structure, and had two perfectly round ones for eyes. Colors - it was off-white gray, had some brown areas and some white areas. Didn't seem special to me, seemed to lack something.

I have started the procedure around 3:30-4:00AM, and finished by ~8:30 the same morning. I can't remember all the process (If I could, I'd be the greatest scientist the world ever known), but when she stood up in her full grace, I looked at the "new her", and I understood - Now, nor she lacks something, nor the body. They were perfect together.

She have reached her perfection as a human. The thing that body was lacking was a sole, and the thing she was missing out on is satisfaction about her own self. When I saw it, I fully understood her. All those years she made mistakes, she learned, and constructed flawlessness out of flaws, order out of chaos, grace out of stumbles.

We stood there, and nothing came to mind about the things we want to do after the wedding. We felt like we needed nothing more, like we have everything, like we know everything, we are one.

After the weeding took place, we just laid down, and smiled.

The End.

I remember perfectly, what she looked like in that body, but when I try to sketch it or draw it, it comes out looking, visually, like I dreamed, but it lacks something. It's imperfect.

I feel like the man on "Lost keys/Rosetta stoned" Tool song, but happy.