There he is again.
He says the world is his idea. Then he says the world is his will. What he means is almost the exact opposite. From without we can never arrive at the real nature of things. However much we investigate, we can never reach anything but images and names. We are like a man who goes round a castle, in vain seeking an entrance, and sometimes sketching the external walls. And yet, he says, this is the path taken by all philosophers before me.