The first time I saw Akira in a video store, it was a half-thorn poster featuring the famous red bike. The detailed and colorful, yet retro aesthetic of the poster captivated me. I took the DVD home, and the depth of the narrative and the underlying philosophy of precision behind Katsuhiro Otomo's artistic choices shook me. Every new film, series, and book slowly deconstructed my prejudices. I went on what I like to think of as a journey through various art forms from the land of the rising sun. My travels took me to incredible and deeply philosophical artifacts like Nausicaä, Ghost in the Shell, Princess Mononoke, Cowboy Bebop and Paprika. In literature, names like Ito Junji and Soseki Natsume, to name but a few, began to fill my bookshelf.