Christel JanssenChaos of BroadcastingI wrote this in ‘The Telepathic Writing Salon’ back in 2018. I had no idea what I was writing, but I got all these images, of distorted…Feb 14, 2022Feb 14, 2022
Christel JanssenAfter the End, came the Beginning…A fictional after-pandemic story… yet a not totally unlikely probable futureJan 7, 20221Jan 7, 20221
Christel JanssenYes life, please!If I smell in my life right now then, Flowers, sexual, penetrating, fertile are luring me in More open than ever, more dangerous Vines…Apr 24, 2020Apr 24, 2020
Christel JansseninTheTelepathicWritingSalonThe truths of them Alive in my BodyThe truths of them are alive in my body Grandmother, dressed in corsets With bushy hair sticking out On milk-white translucent skin With…Sep 13, 20191Sep 13, 20191
Christel JansseninResistance PoetryI Rose Breathless without your helpI rose breathless without your help Like a rose rises Rises up and opens My lungs flickering lights Trying to regain, their buoyancy The…Sep 3, 2019Sep 3, 2019
Christel JansseninTheTelepathicWritingSalonPeriodLet its vastness be undisguisedJul 12, 2019Jul 12, 2019
Christel JansseninP.S. I Love YouMonsoon RainThe constant pouring monsoon rain in the middle of the Himalayas In the high air Every day Before I walked up that steep hill Before I saw…Jul 7, 2019Jul 7, 2019
Christel JansseninResistance PoetryWhen Death meets Birth..The dance between the veils, and the embodied futureMay 19, 2019May 19, 2019
Christel JansseninResistance PoetryI am F#@king NOT Dead!My deceased Lover not accepting his own cremationMay 11, 20191May 11, 20191