One Who Walks With Animals profile picture

One Who Walks With Animals

I drank to drown my pain, but the damned pain learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this

About Me



THE DOG THAT WAS A CAT INSIDE .. width="425" height="350" ....THE PERILS OF LOVE..........

My Interests

Fae (Froud), Music, Culture, friends, dancing, art, theater, nature, writing, animal lover

I'd like to meet:

People with similar interests, musicians and artists.

Peter Mitchev

Music:

U2, Lila Downs, Rusted Root, The Beautiful South, Ani DiFranco, Mary Fahl, Loreena Mckennit, Espers, Pink Floyd, John Martyn, The Beatles (since everything is truly based on their music)

Movies:

Amelie, Delicatessen, Secretary, Magnolia, American Beauty, The Dark Crystal, Labyrinth, Manhattan, Frida, Harold and Maude, Lost in Translation, Until September, Punch-Drunk Love, Boogie Nights, Edward Scissorhands, Little Miss Sunshine, Tadpole, Garden State.

Books:

Dostoyevsky Crime and Punishment, Camus the Stranger, Anything by Burroughs, On the Road Kerouac, Kundera the Unbearable Lightness of Being, The Bronte Sisters... but more so Jane Eyre by Charlotte, Alcott's Little Women, Orwell's Animal Farm, Golding's Lord of the Flies, Shakespear, Ellis' American Psycho, Carrols' Alice in Wonderland and Through the looking glass. The Diary of Anne Frank, and of course Brian and Wendy Froud. I love the classics, what can I say?

Kerouac, Ginsberg and Burroughs

Heroes:

Bono, Frida Kahlo, Anne Frank (survivors) My Father

My Blog

Life is one exhausting lesson

Happiness should be brought on a silver platter...  but even if it were my hands are tied.  I am waiting for my peace, I am waiting for joy... no better yet, I am making my peace a...
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Mon, 11 Jun 2007 01:48:00 PST

It's finally here...

My website for my business if finally up... and I am very pleased to welcome you to it:  www.doggywalkingonline.com
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 08:57:00 PST

Memorial Day

Remember our fallen soldiers: Photo taken in Washington's DC, the Vietnam War Memorial.  In addition: Combat boots in Grant Park represent fallen US troops ..> ..AD 180x150 LOCAL--> ....
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Mon, 28 May 2007 10:18:00 PST

Woody apologizes

Well... I finally got an apology from Woody Allen (this is how I refer to my neighbor upstairs) after another night of troubled sleep.  I once again left him a note;  a final ...
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Fri, 11 May 2007 05:36:00 PST

Its about each and every one of us

My current profile song doesn't just pertain to me... it pertains to all of us.  Those of us dealing with all those painful pieces of our lives... whether it be health, financial, or personal.&nb...
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Wed, 09 May 2007 04:44:00 PST

Out of focus

Sometimes when we are going through rough times in our lives we feel a little out of focus.  Its hard to find clarity; we get so wrapped up in feeling.  But my 20/20 vision see's great thing...
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Tue, 08 May 2007 07:36:00 PST

Are you for me?

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say an uncommon-place thing, bu...
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Thu, 03 May 2007 11:16:00 PST

I hate my neighbor

And hate is a strong word.  But Woody Allen #2, as I refer to him, plays his music loud in the middle of the night.  I have left notes for him and I bang on the ceiling with  my broom.&...
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Tue, 01 May 2007 10:42:00 PST

taking risks... walking a little farther

What is the worst thing that will happen if you walk a little farther?  What will happen if you follow the path?  You go a bit farther, pass the anxiety, reach your goals?  What if you ...
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 08:52:00 PST

my mind is

my mind is a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fatal tools in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of ...
Posted by One Who Walks With Animals on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 05:17:00 PST