This image captures the exact moment I learned I was INFJ.
(INFJs are cats in disguise.)
The next images captures the moments that follow, when said INFJ (me) begins to read about being INFJ. The mind is expanded, many discoveries are made, and weirdness is explained.
Then comes The Great Contemplation, in which the information is pondered. Reflection is done. Solitude
I'm not sure who created this, but they must have been an INFJ.