just a quick note to say that i’m creating a good deal of the by far biggest issue for the past couple of months live on my facebook profile (http://facebook.com/reinhardschleining).

i’ve already set a precedent with the paybackTime issue, where I used laser printed postIts to circulate single sheet poems around london that became in its compiled version the final issue (plus a few additional works).

it just so happens, that writing these days has reached a state and a level that it never openly had in (known) history. of course, behind the scenes, our reality had always been written. the writers of our official narrative – the gods – were shaping our perception and our culture as they ‘needed’ it to be. certain individuals deemed fit to contribute content on the human level (or those who came down here with such a mission) were ELected (EL – saturn) to shape society and its culture. some were then granted the privilege to be added in the ‘official’ book of history.

others worked ‘internally’, dedicating their life to write down certain things, to create certain ideas and visions, and then be ‘used’ for ‘internal’ circulation only. no mortal on the ground would ever know that they existed, nor would they know what they had to write (about).

people who fancied themselves writers but weren’t elected might’ve been really ‘good’ in a ‘talented wordsmith’ kind of way – yet what did they truly know? most of the writers and artists that we know of were ‘initiates’ of masonic brotherhoods and priesthoods. was that not nearly always the case?

while the rest of mankind lived their lives according to their allotted ‘scripts’. not much room to ‘move’ there. from dust to dust.

it is only today that the process of writing – and its impact on reality – has reached a state where all ranks and hierarchies have been turned upside down and everything – all lives and all available content – mixed and mingled. today, everybody is in fact writing. and through the digital world stage, able to publish their views and theories in an instant.

to be sure, the prevailing ‘gods’ continue to generate their main stream – the main thread of the story. yet, no one (not even those gods) can fully and ultimately see who or what is behind some of those other outside / alternative voices. or what would be their ultimate impact and trajectory. is the talmud truth? the gospel of jesus? the koran? the tao-te-ching? quantum theory? charles darwin? elon musk? the holographic universe? the thunderbolt project? the vedic scriptures? osho? david icke? the satanic witch? alistair crowley? greta thurnberg? the royal family? sabbatinian frankism? self-help books? becoming vegan? psychotherapy? transhumanism? logical thinking? greek philosophy? mathematics? pythagoras? illuminism? gnosticism? new age? entheogens? the hive mind? artifical intelligence? augmented reality? cyberspace? simulation theory? or maybe the peer and next door neighbour?

what about buddha law? what about zhuan falun?

for cultivators like myself, an environment of complete and utter confusion like this present one makes completely sense. if there was no confusion and uncertainty even among levels that have ‘all the power’ otherwise, it wouldn’t be ‘fair’ for sentient beings on a universal scale to ‘display’ their true nature and to subsequently arrive at their own understandings – to consummate their very own ‘slice of reality’ (to use an expression i had used more than ten years ago in an essay with the same name).

long has it been said, “beware of what you wish for, since it may well become reality.”

what if everyone, by composing (consciously and unconsciously to varying degrees) their very own ‘narrative’ (however much remote controlled and pushed that may be), will find themselves ‘awakening’ in the universe that they themselves have been ‘writing’ slash ‘creating’?

could this’ve been truly happening once the fabric of delusion is finally lifted?

aren’t we living in a universe that has multiple outcomes / dimensions / realities?

the ‘pseudoReality’ issue would like to humbly contribute to the noble cause of allowing people to find their own take on the reality that manifests inside and outside of them, and then help to write a ‘good’ story.

london, autumn 2019


Alas – like with our own website (reinhardschleining.com), due to the most hilarious and outrageous sabotaging and persecution issues, we’re back to our old home, WP. Let’s see how we fare.

Work is in progress for our next issue, Issue 007 – Pseudo Reality. We’re demonstrating how the powers at large were able to construct a perception of ‘reality’ that has nothing to do with Ultimate Reality and can be likened to a ClownFactory (see our thus labeled Twitter page), with the goal to not only end with the First Death (as the ‘new world order’ crowd elaborates), but to result in the Second Death (as mentioned in religions), thus to lead to not making it through to the ‘future’. The ‘Enter Not Job’ as some smart observers of our work have come to call it. Yep, tough call. As you know, YouTube is full with conspiracy stuff, but we’d like to point out that only draft magazine – via it’s discernment of the Great Law of the Cosmos behind the scenes (Falun Fafa) – will be able to help you truly see through the curtains of deception behind deception behind deception.

First three issues are now available through Amazon. Our fourth issue Issue 003 – Maintenance, has been rejected with threat of account closure. By comparison, London’s ‘Poetry Library’ rejected us from issue 004 – Survival onwards, which has been stolen from their shelves and remained unlisted in their system until this day. Just to give you an idea of how hard it is to get through to you guys.

Take care and talk to you soon,

draft magazine / reinhard schleining


this is something we’ve done to work opposite the PRO-MOTION campaign in order to put the actual packshots of the ‘product’ (our covers) into a straight centre line. obviously, we also reveal some more things without saying anything :)

feel free to pass on to anyone you care about. yet putting those images in possibly ‘indecent’ contexts happens at your own risk …

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hooray to the new issue! summer 2013. there’s so much content in there, again, that you shouldn’t know or that you couldn’t have ‘normally’ known that we increasingly feel tables are turning with regards to ‘power’. hope you cherish …

distribution of 50 hard-copy issues (with a ‘real’ nominal ‘share’ value of £ 50,-), like before, through lovely cafe 1001 exclusively.

we’d also emphasize our print on demand scheme for all the collectors amongst you who’d rather like a fine-art printed paper edition to survive possible power grid  or  battery failures ;P don’t be put off by an at first glance ‘unusual’ price tag. it’s reallly just that outsourced mass production has warped our ‘modern’ understanding of values. not our fault. we try to help correcting this, thus also helping everyone in a similar position to survive their humble ventures in the future. has pricing ever been an obstacle for quality? why can coca cola at present ‘afford’ do offers that sell one bottle for gnostic numbers £2.08 and two bottles for £2,-? but even more so, why would they do it? lots to think ….

London, Summer 2013

MADE KNOWNwe don’t want to say much more here other than we’re very happy to bring to you issue number 001 of our magazine. it’s packed with hard core as you’d probably have imagined in the meantime ….

distribution as before through cafe 1001 exclusively.

however, we’re also proud to announce our new print on demand scheme on this occasion, should you have missed out one of those rare and extremely sought-after pieces =]


London, Winter 2012

>>> IT’S DONE <<<

… the triple zero issue is set in stone to set the first milestone for history in the making …

of this beautiful baby, there is a hand-crafted, signed and numbered limited first edition of 100 issued at the moment. we’ve decided to distribute them through cafe 1001 here in london (possibly exclusively). there are a few matters related to this undertaking that will become clear when you get your hands on this precious jewel :)

in terms of payments, the ‘free’ is rather conceptual than ‘real’. it is free because we can do whatever we want to. there is no advertising mixed into this entire project whatsoever. not even ‘opinions’ when you look at it closely. we’d say that’s a lot, these days, if you know the true situation that all media is subjected to. but more on that unspeakable subject is also to be found inside.

the idea behind the finance model is explained in the back bit of the zine.


download the pdf from

>>> HERE <<<

(login: reader@draftmagazine / password: thanks)

a convenient link for your contributions



London, Summer 2012

(the following is an example of the kind of NON-FICTION content we are interested in running. anything which pushes the boundaries, bring it on …)





As we vigourously slither towards yet another year’s end – 2007 – we once again wonder. What the hell is it? What is still wrong with this world? Why are we still killing, abusing, torturing, spoiling, if all we really want in life – from life – is just to be HAPPY? Are we again not going to get anywhere near, also not this year, towards perhaps at least marginally altering the glooming crash course of our poor planet? Climate change, poverty, famine, terrorism, environmental mayhem. The terrifying prospect of nuclear wars. Corrupt and cynically anti-liberal governments. Intensified media-spin of pivotal public information. Further intrusion into our ever so sensitive privacy. And on a more personal level the soaring deterioration into depression and resignation intertwined with the weird sensation of being increasingly alienated from people around us – friends, families, partners, colleagues, lovers. What has been unfolding thus far is really just another year of eerily empty consume slavery in a dull, almost surreal treadmill, devilishly staged against the emotionally unsettling backdrop of failed intimate bonding – if we do actually have any love life at all in our sad, single-cell city-cave households. What is the point, we sometimes wonder, to carry on living like this, merely existing? Why don’t we just end it here, push the buttons, pull the plugs, and that’s it, end of story, finally we manage to escape this tragically man-made prison? It wouldn’t really matter, would it? Life still goes on, the planets steadfastly keep moving, nature will always survive. It’s just US HUMANS who’d be gone – so what?

There must be some deep down life-force, or a genetically embedded core belief in humanity if you will, to keep on fighting abuse and havoc and to bravely pull up our sleeves in order to work towards a somewhat better, more humane reality. We seem to carry inside a vision where life has to work for every single one of us, regardless of passport or bank account, sex, religion, culture or views. And yet – however persistently we hear the call for more human unity – HUMANITY – we first need to get our own individual act together. We can’t even recycle our beer cans properly, how can we possibly contribute to an increase of LOVE and RESPECT in this world?



One of the problems seems that by subscribing to however much recycled but still essentially “Paulinean” value and belief systems (irritatingly referred to as “Christian”) our western civilisation has built its cornerstones on pretty muddy grounds. Its core structures – and consequently most of its branches – are essentially a lie. The whole evolutionary battle between the sexes, as well as our genetic animal nature has never been properly addressed, not even remotely acknowledged. And yet the same set of views was determined enough to go nuclear by the end of last millennium, with the threat of human extinction cold-bloodedly asserting the right of calling the shots on this planet. In 2007 this essentially means that we’re all being patronised by patriarch, rigidly corporate power structures. MONEY has replaced all other certificates for alpha-male- or -femaleness like heritage, intellectual / cultural achievements or otherwise claimed “genetic superiority”. Those who have the money now, at the beginning of the 21st century, have also made sure that not only will they (and their families) keep their tight reign on it for any foreseeable future but that they can effectively generate MORE almost effortlessly, at the whim of any however dimwit board-room decision and – most alarmingly – also war-room decisions as we’ve sadly seen in recent years. We’re operating within a new paradigm where money is EVERYTHING and the inescapable truth is that those of us who haven’t got IT, here and now, at the beginning of the 21st century, haven’t really got much chance to ever get anywhere in life – apart from maybe “scoring” a girlfriend if they perfume their armpits with the right brand of deodorant-spray or – more foresightfully – disguise their ruthless ambitions with the ability to bend over, right time, right place, in the rat race for the sparse company hot-seats where apparently fat bonuses are impatiently only awaiting to be unplugged.



In the face of such darkness it is admittedly sometimes just easier to subscribe to Hello! magazine or other Hollywood / Bollywood celebrity bullshit which PR companies and media giants cynically vomit into our cultural void. Within the everyday challenge of what we refer to as “our life”, with its permanent, subliminal power struggles between family, lovers, work colleagues, friends, authorities or any other different value and belief systems we feel it makes totally sense for us to just switch off our brains for as long as it takes to surrender to ready-made quick-fix pleasures on offer – even if it is pre-manufactured, cheap and hypocrite fast-food crap.

If we look into the behind-the-scene workings of human interaction though we can see that we pretty much function like tiny, fragile gears within a giant, global clockwork which have sadly been screwed up throughout our politically charged and emotionally and / or physically abusive upbringings. What Systemic Psychology is able to teach us is that we are in a way not really meant to be “loved” in this world (at least not on a surface level) and to a certain extent not even liked. Within the limping clockwork of our everyday reality we’re much rather being usurped by each other and through the assertion of power and the seduction of sex more or less helplessly controlled and manipulated. As long as we’re blaming other people or circumstances for our ugly experience of life we do not have the slightest chance to ever change anything at all. The clockwork will only keep spinning, awkwardly and grindingly, and further deteriorate into the painful experience of ageing, betrayal and despair. The simple, bleak truth is that there is no one to blame, no god, no country, religion, parent, partner, fate, president. This is it, us humans, and what we participate in, with every single breath, every single heartbeat, is our very own, custom-made slice of reality. What we desperately need is careful repair work to our poor, damaged gears, the painful and deep-rooted procedure of PSYCHOTHERAPY – EMOTIONAL HEALING.

It is indeed very unfortunate that the present framework we’re stuck in, with our almost hysterically machinesque 9 to 5 job structure, doesn’t ever give us a fair chance to find out who we truly are. We’ve established a system which makes it almost impossible for us to ever “be ourselves”, let alone “love ourselves” which is of course intrinsically required to ultimately “being loved” also by others. There is no real awareness about the importance of EMOTIONAL HEALTH embedded into our western society. At the end of the day, what we ultimately long for are friendships and relationships built on warmth, depth and understanding instead of insecurities, superficialities and power-games. We’re way off target, psychologically speaking, and it is in the systemic interest of people / gears in power that we’re being kept in a state where we haven’t got a clue about the way how it really works in this world.



Looking at it from the outside it is almost ironic. All we want is to be around people who can equally open up to us as honestly as we wish to find ourselves capable of opening up to others. But all we’re achieving are uncomfortable and energy-draining entanglements with people trying to get some advantage through us, sexually, financially, emotionally, intellectually, spiritually or whatever else they desperately need us for. They feel compelled to socially climb through their fake affiliation with us and they skilfully camouflage this bonding as friendship or sometimes – most disillusioningly – even love. It doesn’t matter whether they’re being conscious or unconscious about the dependency strings they’re creating. They are in any case people who can not actually see us and consequently don’t care about us, no matter how much they openly claim they do. Once the relationship or friendship is over and we’ve had enough time to unwind and move on we’re suddenly strangely unable to understand how we could have ever been attracted to them in the first place.

On the other hand we also find ourselves continuously victims of people who’ve got power OVER us (or on an even darker level who we hand over this power due to some devastating early childhood programming). These people are “getting off” on establishing all sorts of sick dependency strings in order to submit us to their pathetic attempts to escape their painful experience of utter, inescapable loneliness. And yet – from whichever side we look at it, “victim” or “perpetrator”, we’re all victims and perpetrators, stuck in our HUMAN CONDITION, the dark clockwork / framework also referred to as the CYCLE OF ABUSE. We’re not free in any way whatsoever, stuck in an ugly prison of attachments and needs. We can not possibly find HAPPINESS and PEACE in this world. We’re basically just doomed to failure – unless we CAN take charge and ACT.



There is only one way to get out of this prison. Stepping out of the abusive cycle through healing. We have to deal with the fact that we’re all alone in this world, lonely gears spinning away as time passes (even if we somehow manage to crawl back into the substitute womb of a family). And then take responsibility for exactly how and how much TIME we spend with ourselves and in turn with other people. Buying into brands, boyfriends, girlfriends, celebrities, mobile phones, mortgages, websites, countries, TV programmes or whatever / whoever else wants to get into our fragile minds (and eventually pockets) will only hand over to other people our ever so precious HEADSPACE. Since we’re essentially only a brain, jacked-in to the experience of living, our headspace is the only true asset we’ve got to offer to other people and thus to the whole world at large. It is literally our REAL ESTATE and – why not – 2007 could be the time to finally reclaiming it from everyone who’s inhabiting it without our kind and sincere permission. We have to learn to say NO and self-assertively press the unsubscribe button in order to cut ties with dangerous power trippers and needy emotional vampires. Giving people we DO NOT LOVE our headspace is what only further empowers them and in turn buries us deeper into the framework of being their slaves. Whereas in turn supporting those people, ideas and products we truly love and care about will make all the difference and eventually FREE us. Kiss by kiss and hug by hug we can, with a clear and healthy mind and spirit, change this dark, unsettling world forever.

Let’s therefore see whether 2007 is yet another passing, insignificant snapshot of human history or whether we can finally stir the ship of humanity into a more beautiful, meaningful direction. Perhaps another wake-up call might alert us to do something about our condition, not only wait, endure and follow? Perhaps we need to be reminded, over and over again, in the midst of day-to-day dullness and slave entertainment, that it only takes one single, desperate hand to push a red button or to pull a nylon string on a vest, for us all to go down, blown apart into pieces – essentially fractalised back into the random, amoebean splinter code as how we once popped up on this planet which we sometimes later lovingly called THE EARTH.


Reinhard Schleining
London, March – November 2007

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