People like me tend to think of themselves, to the exclusion of others. We begin to think that maybe we, and we alone, exist. Cogito, ergo sum, I think therefor I am. As my consciousness is aware of itself, it follows that I must exist. Do you exist? I don't know, nor do I care.

Or do I?

When one who has learned to keep others at arms length, to look upon them as corrupt, weak, and foolish, suddenly comes face to face with a mirror, what then?

I have seen...