It's an invasion of Taoists!
I can remember a feeling like that. I think. My reality has made a sort of
sense that I can't explain for long enough that I'm having difficulty
remembering the person I used to be.
Now is a good time to recommend reading _The Way of the Shaman_ by Michael
Harner.
I think actually, the reason I don't have a sense of nagging unease any more
is because I believe that all life really is being controlled by something
that cannot be perceived. (Lacking a name for it, I call it "Tao" *wink*)
And there is something wrong with the world, it's very sick, and it needs us
to do a better job of caring for it, and for ourselves.
But I guess, now that I've hopped between different realities enough times,
I have the ability (although I may forget at times) to operate from the
reality that suits the circumstance.
Spirit has a reality that has been denied. It's an important reality.
Nick