I would add one more dimension to the human condition: Mystery. The more we know about the world scientifically, the more mysterious it gets. Even the growing of a full sentient, conscious being from 2 cells is not fully understood. Why is the Earth is so beautiful, the flowers and trees so fragrant and we don't live with giant centipedes everywhere but beautiful animals like elephants, deer, bears, eagles and horses? There is a mysterious aesthetic to life. Then there is the universal mystery of death, to be or not to be.

Even with a purely evolutionary question "What is the highest level of being that could possibly evolve over eternity?" Are we that being or is God that being or are we God? Perhaps morality and kindness and generosity are all part of the same aesthetic mystery and things like music communicate to us a sense of higher harmonic perfection. Anyone who has ever experienced mushrooms out in Nature will certainly have different insights into the mystery of life than those who sleepwalk through life believing we "live" in a dead, mechanical world.