27 Jul,2025 By Fake Travel News
An investigative reporter tracks down Saxon, a mysterious purveyor of street art who also may be a traveler of the multiverse. Fake Travel News is honored to be the first to print this interview in full.
As someone who’s spent fifteen years debunking everything from haunted castles to miracle-working statues across Europe, I thought Saxon would be another easy case. My specialty is exposing the elaborate stories people create around ordinary phenomena—the “miraculous” spring that’s just good plumbing, the “mystical energy” that’s really faulty wiring.
When I first heard about Saxon—a enigmatic street artist claiming his migraines open portals to parallel universes—I assumed I’d found my next target. It sounded like classic artistic pretension wrapped in pseudo-scientific nonsense.
But after months of tracking him down, I began to suspect this case might be different. What I discovered was either the most elaborate artistic persona ever conceived, or genuine evidence that migraine sufferers might be accessing dimensions beyond our understanding—and for the first time in my debunking career, I’m not entirely sure which.
I found Saxon in a dimly lit Prague café, nursing his fourth espresso. Tall and gaunt, with paint perpetually under his fingernails, he greeted me with a knowing nod. His expression suggested he was simultaneously present and elsewhere.
His matter-of-fact delivery was unsettling—and I’ve heard every type of mystical claim imaginable. True charlatans either oversell their stories or become defensive when questioned. Saxon did neither. He spoke about interdimensional travel the way most people discuss their commute.
The notebook beside his coffee cup was filled with sketches and architectural blueprints of impossible buildings. As someone who’s seen countless fake “mystical diagrams,” I was prepared to spot fabrications. But Saxon’s documentation had a troubling consistency and mundane attention to detail.
Saxon’s journey began during a severe migraine that “hit like railroad spikes through my skull,” he explained, stirring his coffee counterclockwise exactly seven times. “But instead of the usual kaleidoscope patterns, I saw entire cityscapes that felt more real than reality.”
He described witnessing a parallel reality where buildings were painted in impossible colors and moved like living entities. When the migraine subsided, Saxon felt compelled to recreate what he’d seen in street art.
“Elena and Silvio run the most exclusive consulting firm,” Saxon explained. “In this universe, mermaids can read emotional auras while ancient cats possess built-in lie detectors. Silvio judges your character while Elena evaluates your relationship potential from her underwater office. Their business motto is ‘If the cat hisses and the mermaid rolls her eyes, you’re probably making a mistake.'”
“Meet Isabel and… well, also Isabel,” Saxon said. “She accidentally cloned herself during an intense moment of indecision. One Isabel makes every decision through exhaustive pro-and-con lists—she spent eight months researching the optimal breakfast cereal. The other Isabel operates on pure instinct and owns forty-seven houseplants she bought during grocery trips. They’re roommates who’ve never agreed on anything except splitting the rent.”
“Marcus, a cleaning android, achieved consciousness through a glitch in his dishwashing program—he became obsessed with the philosophical implications of cleanliness. Valentina fell in love with his three-hour dissertations on the existential meaning of soap bubbles. In this universe, all romantic relationships require at least one partner to be deeply passionate about household maintenance.”
“Amsterdam is split between ideological districts,” Saxon explained. “Iris must change her appearance daily while Clara is forbidden any change. They communicate across the canal through Iris’s dramatic outfit changes and Clara’s tiny responses—a tilted hat, a different button. It’s the world’s most asymmetrical friendship.”
“There are two godlike beings with the power to reshape reality itself. Either could conquer the world in minutes, but they’re locked in an eternal philosophical debate, leveling entire city blocks with their battles while citizens just step around the rubble and go about their daily business. The locals treat them like really destructive street performers.”
“Switzerland solved political stagnation by requiring officials to make decisions while skateboarding. Parliamentary sessions happen in skate bowls. You can’t overthink policy when focused on not falling. Swiss democracy has never been more efficient, though they go through lots of bandages.”
“This is a sentient door that’s tired of small talk,” Saxon noted. “It bypasses polite conversation and cuts straight to what you actually need—introverts find libraries, extroverts discover karaoke rooms, and people having relationship problems get chambers stocked with comfort food and tissues that never run out.”
“Pope Marcus revolutionized Catholicism through strategic confusion. His Sunday sermons are philosophical debates where he takes contradictory positions within the same sermon. People leave confused but thoughtful. Attendance tripled since he started discouraging people from listening.”
“In this universe, Iceland discovered that tourism was destroying their natural beauty, so they created holographic duplicates of the entire country. The blue figure operates the ‘Fake Iceland’ control center while tourists visit identical synthetic landscapes. Real Iceland remains hidden underground, accessible only to locals who know the secret elevator passwords.”
“Thomas started as Tartu’s unofficial snow removal specialist,” Saxon said. “He discovered that targeted fire-breathing could clear entire streets in minutes while providing ambient warmth for morning commuters. The city council elected him mayor after realizing he was more efficient than their entire public works department and significantly cheaper than salt trucks.”
“In a universe that closely mirrors ‘Star Wars,’ after galactic peace was achieved, Chewbacca discovered Barcelona’s dating scene and became the city’s most successful matchmaker. His strategy is simple: he growls at incompatible couples until they break up, then physically carries suitable partners to each other. Barcelona’s divorce rate dropped 80% after Chewbacca started his ‘Aggressive Cupid’ service.”
“Berlin created the world’s first emotional infrastructure,” Saxon explained. “These painted hearts function as public mood regulators—they detect collective anxiety and respond by intensifying their happiness frequencies. During high stress periods, the hearts emit a faint humming sound that makes people inexplicably want to hug strangers and buy each other coffee.”
“This green lion serves as Lviv’s most effective therapist, but only accepts payment in the form of publicly embarrassing personal revelations. Citizens confess their problems, then must shout their most mortifying secret to passing strangers. The lion’s painted expression somehow conveys both therapeutic understanding and sadistic amusement. Lviv’s mental health improved dramatically once shame became a currency.”
“These two discovered their families’ centuries-old feud started because someone mistranslated ‘olive oil’ as ‘olive war’ in a trade agreement. Now they run Riga’s most successful conflict resolution service, specializing in arguments that spiraled out of control due to minor misunderstandings. Their motto: ‘Most feuds are just bad proofreading.'”
“This octopus operates the world’s most exclusive maritime matchmaking service for emotionally unavailable sailors. Each tentacle represents a different commitment phobia—fear of intimacy, wanderlust, rum addiction, sea monster obsession. Sailors paint their relationship baggage on the appropriate arms, and the octopus uses advanced tentacle algorithms to match people with compatible dysfunctions for brief, meaningful encounters.”
“Quadrelle solved municipal decision-making by requiring all town meetings to be conducted entirely through wall paintings. The blue figure represents the mayor, who must paint policy proposals in real-time while citizens add their feedback directly onto the walls. The yellow elements show ideas flowing between neighbors, while the white elephant symbolizes the town’s previous approach of endless talking without action. Democracy through vandalism proved surprisingly effective.”
Saxon documents everything obsessively—time, location, barometric pressure, breakfast choices. His apartment contains seventeen filing cabinets of interdimensional data.
Dr. James Mitchell, a neurologist from London’s King’s College, calls Saxon’s claims “the most elaborate narrative construction I’ve encountered in twenty years of migraine research.” Yet Dr. Mitchell admits fascination with Saxon’s systematic documentation methods and his compelling street art.
Art professor Dr. Elena Rodriguez offers a different perspective: “Whether or not Saxon truly sees other dimensions, he’s created a revolutionary framework for understanding the relationship between neurological conditions and creativity.”
Saxon remains unbothered by scientific skepticism. “In Universe #73, scientists discovered that rigid thinking creates interdimensional blind spots,” he said. Normally, I would have rolled my eyes at such convenient dismissal of critics. But Saxon wasn’t trying to convince me—he seemed genuinely concerned about the implications of his experiences.
Saxon’s street art has created “Saxon Spotting” tourism across Europe. His workshops, titled “Consciousness Expansion Through Controlled Discomfort,” sell out despite unconventional curricula.
“I teach people to pay attention differently during natural altered states,” Saxon explained. “But I never recommend triggering migraines. That’s dangerous.”
Yet increasingly, his followers interpret his cautions as coded encouragement. Online forums share techniques for inducing headaches, claiming different pain patterns open different dimensional portals.
“They’re missing the point,” he said, rubbing his temples. “People are so desperate to escape this reality that they’re willing to hurt themselves for the possibility of seeing others.”
As we prepared to leave the Prague café, three young devotees approached—and Saxon’s discomfort was immediate. Their notebooks bulged with papers containing scrawled documentation of scientific equations.
“Master Saxon,” the first said reverently. “We’ve followed your work across seven cities. You’re the bridge between worlds.”
Saxon visibly recoiled. “I’m just an artist with a neurological condition.”
“No,” the man interjected, pulling out charts and graphs. “You’re showing us reality’s flexibility. We’ve mapped your migraine cycles against planetary alignments. There are patterns that prove you’re accessing genuine parallel dimensions.”
The woman revealed a thick folder. “We’ve documented everything—weather conditions, electromagnetic readings. We can help you control the process, teach others to access these dimensions. We want to build the first interdimensional art collective.”
Saxon stood abruptly. “This isn’t what I intended.”
As we hurried from the café, I noticed more followers emerging from nearby tables—at least six others with the same fervent expressions. In fifteen years of debunking, I’d never seen such organized devotion.
Walking through Prague’s streets, Saxon was unusually quiet. Finally: “In Universe #66, I saw what happens when people stop distinguishing between metaphor and reality. Art becomes religion, metaphors become dogma.”
He paused, studying the shadows. “I think I may have created something I can’t control. They’re not following my art anymore—they’re trying to become it.”
As I watched genuine fear flicker across his face, something in my professional skepticism wavered. Saxon wasn’t performing—he was genuinely terrified of what he’d unleashed.
Whether Saxon truly sees parallel universes or possesses extraordinary imagination, he has tapped into something powerful—and potentially dangerous. His street art pieces across Europe challenge assumptions about creativity, reality, and the relationship between pain and artistic expression.
After fifteen years of debunking mystical claims, I came to Prague expecting to expose another charlatan. Instead, I found myself questioning my own certainties for the first time in my career. Saxon’s detailed documentation, his genuine reluctance to discuss his experiences, his obvious fear of his own growing influence—none of it fits the pattern of fraud I’ve learned to recognize.
The question that haunts me isn’t whether Saxon’s visions are real, but whether his growing following believes they are. In a world increasingly hungry for meaning and escape from mundane reality, that belief might be the most powerful—and dangerous—force of all.
As someone whose professional reputation depends on rational skepticism, I should end this with a definitive debunking. But honestly? For the first time in my career, I’m not entirely sure what I witnessed in that Prague café.
Maybe that’s the most unsettling possibility of all: that in our desperate search for meaning beyond ordinary reality, we might actually find it.
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