sanjati golman.
oui, my name means dreamkeeper. although i may not look much
like a dreamkeeper, count on me to keep ahold of your dreams.
★oui, amore★oui, amore★oui, amore★oui, amore★oui, amore★
Username
my name is agami-chan. please, call me gami, agent zero, zero, or AZ
Newtons Name
sanjati golman
Name Meaning
it's croatian. meaning dreamkeeper. i thought it would fit because his design reminds me of a starry knight. and the fact that his eyes are pale, remind me of someone who had a fascination with the night. with him though, a newton with a slight fandom of the stars, sitting by the lake and sipping Chinese tea while watching the stars with delight in his eyes.
Personality
docile
I'm no pushover. Honest. Oui, I do know for a fact that I am calm at almost no time. Unfortunately, being like my docile self, I don't do much. Docile just means calm. And that is what I am. Please, done laugh. It's not polite. And gets on my nerves.
shallow-minded
the more we think, the harder it gets. I am not an over thinker. I, San, am not a person who thinks too much. Aye, I think alot, wondering about my past present and future, but no, I do not think so much as to trap myself in a world full of question. Pulled off track by a hidden question and led so willingly into the unknown by this so called ''question''
optimistic
Everyone calls me an optimist. Yes, I do agree that I am an optimistic person. I am almost always positive. I go through many hardships on my own. But I am never unhappy. I make my life the best it could be. And love every minute of my ongoing life. If you look at me, most never even see a vibe of agitation from me. I am always positive. No matter my inside feelings. I keep my emotions in check, making my anger into my friend instead of my enemy.
people-pleaser
I am clear headed. Open-minded and an all around nice guy all the way. I have no problem with any person. No matter how they treat me. Just because I cannot see does not mean I cannot feel. Because I am blind, people take advantage of this. I cannot see the stars, but I can always count on my other senses to see them. I can point out where polaris is in the sky, and amaze my friends. Just because people take advantage of you, just means they do not accept who they are. I do accept that I am blind. Because I accept it, no one can use it against me. No matter how hard they try. I accept the fact that they do not believe in themselves. They do not want help, they just do not feel. I let my problems go. I leave them behind me as I pass on by. Unaware of the feelings around me, and I just let it go.
extra
I have always been this way.
A blind man with an ability to see.
''San, look at this. Do you see it?'' My mother asked me. She was looking at the stars. I could not see anything. I could hear the sound of her voice. She was to my left. lying down to my knowledge. Her voice was soft and sweet, gentle yet firm. So I could hear her. ''Yes ma'am.'' I said as she chuckled softly, getting up and curling around me. She was warm and comfortable. I could tell the angle she was looking at by the strain of her chest as she looked to the sky. My hair was getting into my face, so I moved it out of the way. ''San, where is polaris?'' She asked me. I could feel her soft hair running along my neck. I turned my head up, looking at her. My forehead was touching her chin. She purred. ''The star is above your head ma.'' I said after a long pause. She nodded, rubbing my head with her chin. I smiled, nestling closer. ''Good, but.... how did you know?'' She asked me. I smiled. I read her body language, listened to the howls of the wolves as they bayed to the moon. But the one thing I learned was that polaris was always at your latitude. The same degrees as you.
I closed my eyes.
Feeling relaxed.
The moon was full the forest sound.
As I listened to their forest all around.
Seeing the colors far and wide,
Counting on the animals by my side.
I see my images with color,
With many new things to discover.
I am your dreamkeeper.
Your dreamkeeper.
May all your dreams come true.
My mother was gone today. I was fine. Being home alone wasn't a problem for me. I can see without having the vision to do it with. I padded softly around the hall. Stopping when an obstruction would cross my way. My father was home. I thought I was home alone. Walking into the main room I didn't know where he was until I bumped into him. ''Sorry sir.'' I spoke softly, sitting down so I couldn't run into any more people. I heard my father chuckle. ''Ok San, please, don't be all formal with me. You know that's not necessary.'' I heard him speak.
I smiled and nodded, flicking my head as I felt my hair get into my face. He placed a porcelain cup of tea in my paws handed it up to my lips. I took a sip and dropped the cup. The taste, it was so.... New. My father caught the cup and set it down next to me. I had my eyes closed as I tasted the new liquid. The flavor was so... herbal. I liked it. I opened my eyes slowly, all I saw as a vat of blackness. I believe I was looking up at my father. He placed a paw on my face and chuckled. The low rumble like warm velvet to my ears. He moved the hair from my face.
''Now San, what do you have to say about the tea?'' He asked. I grinned. ''What did you put in it?'' I asked as he laughed, fiddling my beautifly styled hair a bit. ''An herbal remedy.'' He stated as I nodded. I sighed as I was led by him to the front porch. The sounds of the world around me opened me up as I stepped out. I was at ease again. Like I always was when I was out here. Out here in my dreamland.