Your experience confirms what I have at times sensed, but then in the hassles of daily life, I have had to learn to ignore: that is, that there is some parallel reality around us and for myself I have lost(surrendered?) the ability to sense it, just to function in a job, hold a family/marriage together, pay bills and such. It is as if this otherness breaks through sometimes around us. Once, years go, I saw color as a reality that was beyond color(I don't do drugs, so it wasn't that). It's as if for a second, I caught a glimpse of true reality, and realized that what we call reality is something else, something muted, dusted over, reaching for that true beautiful otherness. Posting your experience boosted me tremendously today. It reminds me of what really is. And who I really am.