In the real spirit of truth and reconciliation: Norval Morrisseau was, is and will always be a sexual abuser of children

 

Today is national truth and reconciliation day. It’s something I don’t celebrate and actually don’t have a lot of faith in. The depth of indoctrination and denial is so bad that most First Nations and Canadians are beyond repair because of the multi generational ongoing acts of genocide,  trauma and lies caused by colonialism. It’s absolutely fuckin gross. Multi layered and so bent that there is very little hope of anyone actually turning this thing around. The colonizer has raped, murdered and destroyed generations of indigenous people. For what? For what we have. They’ve built their dreams, lives and goals all on the dead bodies of our children. Piling up their new found wealth on stolen Indian land. Buying their homes, properties and businesses through fake titles sold to them all by criminal Canada, the crown and the banks. All of it are actually active and ongoing crime scenes. Again, it’s fuckin gross. 

Same thing can be said of that fake bullshit white colonized world of their sexual predator and filthy sex shaman in Norval Morrisseau. A national disgrace. Sexually abusing his own son, little boys who were 8 years old. Young teens and young men. White man in complete denial. Can’t accept it. Can’t come to terms with it because of the money and truly that’s the only reason why. Scum bags like Gabe Vadas should pack his fuckin bags and go back home to Hungary. People like you are not wanted here. You types are part of the ongoing problem in Indian country. You are not welcome here on our lands, on my land. Same can be said of that idiot ceo in ding dong Dingle. You are a fuckin disgrace white boy. You look so fuckin stupid pimping out your sexual abusers in Nob, Norb Norval Morrisseau and that predator and enabler in Gabe Vadas trying to save face by living your pathetic white life in complete denial of the truth. 

It’s embarrassing to say the least. Same goes for all you idiot fucks in academia, the government, your institutions, your schools, the media, your meaningless positions in society, lawyers, cops, judges, politicians, your religion. All of it a big gigantic shit stain on the cultural fabric of this whore of a fake country and fake identity as so-called Canadians. Even the majority of Indians who have been baptized by their abuser in colonial Canada. Sold out chiefs, twisted so-called elders, wanna be gangster Indians who try to be black. The whole thing is beyond hope. It’s fucked. Permanently. 

This is why we’ll need a whole new approach. This one we all currently live in is fucked. It’s broken. It’s destroyed. It’s an unworkable system designed by historic white colonial idiots who thought their way was the right way. Finding your way through this isn’t easy. I’ll be the first one to tell you that. The scam is so large, it’s so big that it’s simply too late to save this old beast. She’s dying. Slowly but it’s dying. My hope is in the long away future of an unknown and undreamt reality. My only real hope is there. I get glimpses of this future in my son, in the children who are being taught the real truth of colonialism. Somewhere in their hearts are the seeds. The insanity of all of this is a horrible reality to bare. My sanity is in being alone in the pure spirit of Mother Earth. Only there do I find my healing, my wellness, my true connection. 

Any how I must continue on in this fuckin madness of humanity. The more I learn the more I see. Some good, but most of it ugly truths. It is my super power I would suppose. Seeing it as it truly is. Eyes wide open...

No question about it though, when it comes to this truth and reconciliation we are most definitely still, in a period of discovering the truth phase. All my relations I suppose...MAJ

Celebrating my birthday today and some recent success @ Jacobson native art

 

Good afternoon to each and everyone. Thank you for all the recent support and love over these last few months. The journey has been eye opening for many and the truth of what I’ve been investigating concerning the historic sex crimes of Morrisseau and those around his legacy has been permanently transformational. There is no going back to pretend land. Holding up sexual abusers as cultural icons and hero’s is over. It’s done. It’s finished. The delusion has been smashed. Now it’s in the hands of time. I’ll have more to say around these revelations but today is my birthday so let’s explore some good that I’m grateful to be apart of.

The above image is a screenshot from quilts for survivors which last week broke over 50K in likes, loves and support. It makes me feel very proud that my art can be used in such a healing and comforting process. I’m a 60’s scoop survivor myself and many in my indigenous family bloodlines are survivors of residential schools. So with my fabric line called: Healing waters, to see the positive effects being shared for these kinds of initiatives warms my heart and soul. It’s the whole reason why I decided to work with northcott fabrics. To let people from all walks of life have the opportunity to work with my designs. 

This second image here is a sneak peek of my second Fabric line coming out in 2024 titled: Sacred Earth. This will also be a major success as the results from Healing waters was incredible. I aim to be very selective in how my work is both shared and represented. I’m not a big fan of whoring out my life’s work to greedy and selfish organizations or corporations that have nothing to do with really supporting us First Nations. It’s weak to do that and embarrassing really. I pride myself on being hard to find and hard to get. I prefer small limited edition runs and exclusive collections. It’s not about being famous and in everyone’s homes or businesses etc. Same can be said of the institutions. I don’t care about that. 

I recently have partnered with a friend to handle my printing, my clothing line and other publishing goals regarding new exclusive designs and products. It’s exciting because first of all, he’s a genuine friend, a new found brother in life. I trust him, he trusts me. We are upfront and honest about everything. No secrets, no hidden agendas and no bullshit. I run my legacy and thank goodness it’s not in the hands of others who are non native. This is absolutely 100% an Anishanabe run business and artistic legacy. We Indians here @ Jacobson native art control our spaces, our voice, our platform. It’s authentic in every possible manner and should be this way for any others out there. This is how reconciliation moves forward for us. Support from our non indigenous friends and ally’s should understand that. To be authentically First Nations? It should be run by First Nations. Plain and simple as that. 

Any how I am having a fantastic day and it’s a beautiful birthday hanging out with my family and my little boy who is the greatest birthday gift a father could ever have. With all the best love I could ever receive I’m happy that life is moving forward one day at a time. The joy of living and the spiritual power of multiple awakenings and transformations has me continually seeking the will of the Great Spirit each and every day. Chi-miigwetch and all my relations, MAJ

Enjoy this newly discovered track which truly resonates for me about the power of truth and transformation. It’s by Robert Babicz titled: Human forest. It’s simply magnificent 😎