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The Depth Dimension - by Patrick Doerksen - Re-Enchantment

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When I was a boy, my mother read A Wrinkle in Time aloud to me before bed. At one point, the child protagonists travel across the galaxy through a fourth, novel dimension. I still vividly recall my bafflement when I tried to imagine which way they had gone. They hadn’t moved right or left? Up or down? Backwards or forwards? They had gone another direction? * In my early thirties, I smoked DMT for the first time. I had been hunting this drug for years, not proactively but in that passive, synchronicity-inviting way appropriate to a proper drug search. When at last I acquired the crumbly yellow freebase, I felt like a kid who couldn’t wait to open a Christmas present: in my room that evening—who cared that my roommates were all home, chatting in the kitchen—I scooped a tiny heap of the molecule atop my glass vaporizing pipe and positioned myself cross-legged on my bed. I knew I was being hasty. Psychedelics are always better with preparation and intention. But it was just a teeny little

Psychedelics The Depth Dimension Psychedelics, Murakami, and intimacy with reality Patrick Doerksen Nov 02, 2025 4 1 2 Share When I was a boy, my mother read A Wrinkle in Time aloud to me before bed. At one point, the child protagonists travel across the galaxy through a fourth, novel dimension. I still vividly recall my bafflement when I tried to imagine which way they had gone. They hadn’t moved right or left? Up or down? Backwards or forwards? They had gone another direction? * In my early thirties, I smoked DMT for the first time. I had been hunting this drug for years, not proactively but

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