For many years, I’ve looked into mirrors wondering is it really me I am seeing, or an image of myself I put together in my own mind. However, after reading “Discourse on Method”, based on Descartes, does the image my mind process really exist, or does it give me reassurance that because I see this image, I exist? It’s mind boggling. I’m almost certain that for this period of time, we will have many philosophical queries, most, if not all, with no definite answer.