Are You Listening?

We are humanity. Right? 

Maybe I'm just old-fashioned, or an idealist, or maybe I don't know enough about life, but I wish humanity agreed this is not the best we can do.
Maybe I want my head in the clouds. 
Maybe I prefer to be a little clueless. 
Maybe that's how I would rather think, that we are ships built for a wider and sweeter ocean than this.
Maybe I don't believe in just the world that's right in front of me--a pale shadow of neon-lighted signs and places of pleasure as far as the eye can see.
I believe there is greater pleasure, purpose, meaning than what our eyes just want to tell us.
And that is confidence to keep hoping.
Because if there is anything I want most, it's something that is bigger than what I already know. 
More intense than I can imagine. 
More beautiful than anything my eyes can seize on this earth.
So when people say we've reached our potential, we've come to the greatest era of mankind, or that the world has never been better, I have to pause. 
Overall world hunger may have gone down.
Extreme poverty may be waning in several continents. 
We are enough for each other and we make this earth enough for us. 
But even with all the check-marks checked in this hungry world, even if everything were perfectly planned and executed and aligned and sweetened, I still wait for something.
Something outside of myself, yet near as the heart-beat of the person next to me.
Am I the only one, or is the rest of humanity listening for the heart-beat as well?
Please tell me I am not alone.