Like you've touched on in your post, because humanity has all of its needs met it has stagnated. Only a few hundred years ago we were fighting against nature for our very survival and now that we can live comfortably we ask why we exist, it holds a strange irony. Perhaps humanities purpose in life is simply to survive and when we don't need to do that anymore we feel like we don't really need to survive anymore.

I have been thinking about this concept recently and as you said, there is no way to determine if we are in 'reality' or a waking life now. I would suggest that death is the only way to discover a more legitimate reality. But the the question is raised, how many times would one have to die to be in the life that is true and what would be different or more worthwhile about being in a real reality? You have articulated my train of thought over the last few weeks perfectly, thank you.