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Drawing solely from my own collection:
One of my favorite mindfucks in sequential graphic form is Peter Milligan & Brendan McCarthy's Rogan Gosh: Star of the East. It definitely bears reading and rereading. I don't know whether it's currently in print.
Dean Haspiel's Billy Dogma is also a great read. The characters therein are constantly evaluating themselves as archetypes within postmodern, often surrealistic situations. Haspiel himself is a character therein called "Jack Flashback," though he occasionally refers to Billy as "God."
Douglas Rushkoff & Steph Dumais' Club Zero-G is sort of like The Invisibles For Beginners: it doesn't require of its readers a broad knowledge of esoterica, theology, philosophy, literature, history and conspiracy theory, but in the end equation it takes the same tack: you are the author of your own destiny, and the story you are reading, for all its fantastic occurrences, is true and you can play an active role in its direction if you only decide to try. I wish there were more stories out there with that message.
Bill Sienkewicz's Stray Toasters, while a fairly straightforward narrative, switches perspectives and styles so often that the whole thing is a fantasmagoric rollercoaster ride. Psychosexual dynamics in the family is on trial within, and the "hero" of the story gets a very strange reward for his actions.
Steve Darnall & Alex Ross' Uncle Sam is probably the least favored of all of Ross' comic projects, though also his most ambitious, as it condenses American history, warts and all, into a literal patchwork quilt, and asks whether the lofty ideals of the American experiment outweigh the reality of its execution. Lots of trippy, brutal imagery, as it's seen through the eyes of someone who may either be the real Uncle Sam, or may just be apeshit.
Leland Purvis' Vox isn't a single narrative, and those inside aren't necessarily related, other than being all by the same person, but all have some element of unusual circumstances, ranging from escapees from a retirement home for top secret-clearance government ex-officials, to a friend who's gone off the deep end and planted some sort of lethal devices all over a town, to a man who swims through the air while he dreams but risks drowning, to a manifestation of Odin beating a man until he remembers he's the imprisoned spirit of Loki. When published in single form these stories did only lukewarm business, but collected together you get a real sense of the level of experimentation Purvis was trying. He now has a series called Pubo, and just did the art for some graphic biography, the subject of which currently escapes me.
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