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the beauty of Mr. Ferry's cartoons
 
is the total absence
 
of any point of reference
 
or linear progression
 
the reader sinks into his sandy sidewalks
 
while babbling incoherent revelations
 
in the high pitched scratch of a disembodied voice
 
purportedly belonging to a minor diety from the edge of periferal vision
 
otherwise known as
 

the dada ananda   

- Mark Fisher