Jeffrey Bone
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To The Bone: Conversations on Pain, Illness, and Meaning (Spotify/Apple)
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Health & Fitness Podcast · Updated Weekly · To the Bone with Dr. Jeffrey Bone is a podcast that goes beneath the surface of living with chronic pain and illness. Each episode brings honest, compassion...
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Don’t assume a future, shape it.
November 17, 2025 at 7:09 AM
Don’t assume a future, shape it.
How many have deleted more poems than posted? Besides me.
November 17, 2025 at 5:56 AM
How many have deleted more poems than posted? Besides me.
Storytellers in every medium keep the light on.
November 17, 2025 at 5:34 AM
Storytellers in every medium keep the light on.
In the desert, you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
—America
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
—America
November 17, 2025 at 3:12 AM
In the desert, you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
—America
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
—America
“The wound is where the world enters you.” — Michael Eigen
You thought he would say light, but I read this as an opportunity to reduce the individual separateness the modern world fosters and open to a community through our imperfections.
You thought he would say light, but I read this as an opportunity to reduce the individual separateness the modern world fosters and open to a community through our imperfections.
November 16, 2025 at 7:03 PM
“The wound is where the world enters you.” — Michael Eigen
You thought he would say light, but I read this as an opportunity to reduce the individual separateness the modern world fosters and open to a community through our imperfections.
You thought he would say light, but I read this as an opportunity to reduce the individual separateness the modern world fosters and open to a community through our imperfections.
Epidural to the limbic
Next three months
Numb to the head
I’ll feel you next year
Next three months
Numb to the head
I’ll feel you next year
November 16, 2025 at 7:27 AM
Epidural to the limbic
Next three months
Numb to the head
I’ll feel you next year
Next three months
Numb to the head
I’ll feel you next year
Illusions create order. Sometimes that works out well enough and the other times make great poetry.
November 16, 2025 at 6:08 AM
Illusions create order. Sometimes that works out well enough and the other times make great poetry.
Many truths
Many reasons
Only one lighter
Only one needed
To burn all down
Many reasons
Only one lighter
Only one needed
To burn all down
November 16, 2025 at 5:32 AM
Many truths
Many reasons
Only one lighter
Only one needed
To burn all down
Many reasons
Only one lighter
Only one needed
To burn all down
Anything can be a story. Anything can be art. Don’t doubt your voice, share it and shoot your flare into the dark.
November 16, 2025 at 4:25 AM
Anything can be a story. Anything can be art. Don’t doubt your voice, share it and shoot your flare into the dark.
Nothing's ever easy when you do it yourself
All you can do is try
Life's not unfair, life's just life
—Anthrax
80’s rock wisdom that stuck with me
All you can do is try
Life's not unfair, life's just life
—Anthrax
80’s rock wisdom that stuck with me
November 16, 2025 at 4:21 AM
Nothing's ever easy when you do it yourself
All you can do is try
Life's not unfair, life's just life
—Anthrax
80’s rock wisdom that stuck with me
All you can do is try
Life's not unfair, life's just life
—Anthrax
80’s rock wisdom that stuck with me
Empathy without action withers in the dark.
November 16, 2025 at 12:33 AM
Empathy without action withers in the dark.
As I learn, I know less and less. Sure, I have more context and quotes, but I’m also more aware of the dark matter knowledge I do not posses. At the end I’ll know nothing and it will finally make sense.
November 15, 2025 at 7:01 PM
As I learn, I know less and less. Sure, I have more context and quotes, but I’m also more aware of the dark matter knowledge I do not posses. At the end I’ll know nothing and it will finally make sense.
I am the sky
I come in many shades
You won’t like them all
I come in many shades
You won’t like them all
November 15, 2025 at 6:54 PM
I am the sky
I come in many shades
You won’t like them all
I come in many shades
You won’t like them all
“Life begins on the other side of despair.” — Jean-Paul Sartre
We will get dragged, whether we like it not, to the edge of what is familiar. This is the reminder you exist beyond the world you used to know.
We will get dragged, whether we like it not, to the edge of what is familiar. This is the reminder you exist beyond the world you used to know.
November 15, 2025 at 5:17 PM
“Life begins on the other side of despair.” — Jean-Paul Sartre
We will get dragged, whether we like it not, to the edge of what is familiar. This is the reminder you exist beyond the world you used to know.
We will get dragged, whether we like it not, to the edge of what is familiar. This is the reminder you exist beyond the world you used to know.
Thank you poets
Don’t read your poems to be here
Transport me to your imagination
Need a vacation from mine
#transport #vss365
Don’t read your poems to be here
Transport me to your imagination
Need a vacation from mine
#transport #vss365
November 15, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Thank you poets
Don’t read your poems to be here
Transport me to your imagination
Need a vacation from mine
#transport #vss365
Don’t read your poems to be here
Transport me to your imagination
Need a vacation from mine
#transport #vss365
“Suffering breaks the shell of the self, and something larger leaks through.” — Mark Nepo
November 15, 2025 at 7:11 AM
“Suffering breaks the shell of the self, and something larger leaks through.” — Mark Nepo
“We are stories, not organisms.” — John Kaag
November 15, 2025 at 3:34 AM
“We are stories, not organisms.” — John Kaag
Okay, so I can’t spar about continental philosophy, but Jackie DeShannon wasn’t wrong and I’m putting together my TED talk. You can have the deep end of the pool, I’m only going waist deep.
November 14, 2025 at 8:32 PM
Okay, so I can’t spar about continental philosophy, but Jackie DeShannon wasn’t wrong and I’m putting together my TED talk. You can have the deep end of the pool, I’m only going waist deep.
“The world is incomprehensible, but we embrace it anyway.” — Paul Tillich
Lean into that wind, even when the sand gets in your eyes.
Lean into that wind, even when the sand gets in your eyes.
November 14, 2025 at 5:52 PM
“The world is incomprehensible, but we embrace it anyway.” — Paul Tillich
Lean into that wind, even when the sand gets in your eyes.
Lean into that wind, even when the sand gets in your eyes.
There is true kindness here
A community of support
Just a bunch of kids we are
Raising our hands to speak next
Elegant prose to astounding imagery
I wish I could read everyone’s work
Keep writing, I’m taking notes
A community of support
Just a bunch of kids we are
Raising our hands to speak next
Elegant prose to astounding imagery
I wish I could read everyone’s work
Keep writing, I’m taking notes
November 14, 2025 at 7:56 AM
There is true kindness here
A community of support
Just a bunch of kids we are
Raising our hands to speak next
Elegant prose to astounding imagery
I wish I could read everyone’s work
Keep writing, I’m taking notes
A community of support
Just a bunch of kids we are
Raising our hands to speak next
Elegant prose to astounding imagery
I wish I could read everyone’s work
Keep writing, I’m taking notes
These are prayers
Some for you
For me
Or all of us
May Her mercy
Rain down
Some for you
For me
Or all of us
May Her mercy
Rain down
November 14, 2025 at 4:32 AM
These are prayers
Some for you
For me
Or all of us
May Her mercy
Rain down
Some for you
For me
Or all of us
May Her mercy
Rain down
The devil is red
Dripped in
For uncertain tomorrows
While we open the door
It’s never invited
This isn’t for me
May you read this every year
Dripped in
For uncertain tomorrows
While we open the door
It’s never invited
This isn’t for me
May you read this every year
November 14, 2025 at 2:19 AM
The devil is red
Dripped in
For uncertain tomorrows
While we open the door
It’s never invited
This isn’t for me
May you read this every year
Dripped in
For uncertain tomorrows
While we open the door
It’s never invited
This isn’t for me
May you read this every year
Be kind to yourself. Keying your own car doesn’t put more gas in the tank.
November 13, 2025 at 6:59 PM
Be kind to yourself. Keying your own car doesn’t put more gas in the tank.