A philosopher might word this differently (and it would take a minimum of 100,000 words), but I think it expresses something that is essentially true.
Part of what it is to be human is to be fed a never-ending "rationalization" from the "interpreter" in your left brain, trying it's best to make sense out of what it experiences. And when it can't, it can be very, very creative (see Michael Gazzaniga,
Who's In Charge?") And a big part of what that "interpreter" has to deal with is the trove of "beliefs" that have been implanted in our brains from our earliest moments -- and if those beliefs have been implanted firmly enough, they become part of the story the "interpreter" weaves.
Thus, it is true that we are buried beneath the weight of information. There's so much of it, and we get it from everywhere, all the time: from what people say to us, from billboards we notice on our drive out of town, from newspapers (for the few who still read them) and television and social media (with all of its lies and disinformation). Thus, without very strict discipline (which is what the scientific method and philosophy at least try to give us) all the information can mean anything, everything or nothing, depending on how we view it and use it.
"Quantity confused with abundance?" I suspect that's correct for many of us, leading us to seek to "corner the market" on pretty much everything -- to have more and bigger TVs then the neighbours, or be richer than Croesus or Elon Musk, or have the most shoes (Imelda Marcos of the Philippines wins!). All the while not realizing that if we have "enough" and our neighbour also has "enough," we can live peacefully together and sometimes share the cost of throwing a party that makes everyone feel god.
"Wealth confused with happiness?" Oh, goodness yes, and a lot of the wealthiest people this world (and especially America) has spend most of their time fretting about how to get more, and how they can remodel the world so that all new wealth comes to them. (See
Dark Money by Jane Mayer). Money in the bank doesn't make us happy, though it can make us less uneasy about the future. Knowing that there is a good fire, a filling meal and arms to hold you at the end of the day can make you much more truly happy than many, many billions of dollars.
But we are not "monkeys." Yes, we have the money and the guns, but no monkey would know what to do with either. A monkey with a stick can catch nutritious and tasty termites, but when she's full, she'll toss the stick. Humans don't know how best to use some of what we have, like money and guns, and so we too often misuse them.