All thoughts are hermetically sealed;
There is an infinite gap between the world and a person’s interiority.

This is true for everyone; but
No one admits it.

A system of signs (the surrogate of language or what have you) is used to mediate.
But it is always only a stand-in; it is not actual.

This creates an interminable deception game.
It makes such a mess.

But this is the scenario.

And since it seems (almost irrefutably) that economy (not in the financial sense) rules all,
That all things fit together defining and utilizing each other in the most ingenious and resourceful ways…

This turmoil must be beneficial to some thing.

Something likes this mess, something eats this chaos like a whale eats krill.

But what is it?