Holding them accountable, new updates into the Morrisseau estate and art fraud investigation…2026

 

Title of woodland A.I. image prompt: I am the ghost in the machine. 2026

Good afternoon to each and everyone and I sure hope all is going well for many of you who have supported me and the truth that I’ve been uncovering as the direct result of the efforts being put forth. It certainly hasn’t been an easy process. The reality is that the layers of colonialism, injustice, deceptions and denial have been quite the mountain to climb. Rest assured though we are climbing that mountain. You must realize that everything I do, I do it for my son. To help clear the path for children like him that need a future built on truth, trust and transparency. Without that? All of us would have nothing. Living a life built on lies and deceptions has been the foundations of colonial Canada. Unfortunately many children get hurt, deceived and derailed by adults who should know better. But as we know, chasing money, fame and self importance usually gets in the way. 

My whole mission around this Norval Morrisseau art fraud investigation and of that into the Morrisseau estate itself has been to tell the truth. Those around the estate who have chosen to weaponize my poverty, my struggles in decolonization and trying to deny these truths will end up suffering great consequences. Not my me, but by your own selfish and disgusting selves. You cannot fool the Great spirit, the Creator of all life. There are those of us who fully believe in that. Who fully believe that the Creator is watching. That the Creator will use any situation, any circumstance, any person or thing to get the truth across. In fact, it’s that belief that has kept me sober from the destruction of alcoholism and addiction for over 27 years now. It is like no other force in the universe. This is the reality. 

I have to say that in dealing with some of these lawyers around this case? It’s been a disgraceful experience. I don’t have much hope in those who don’t give truth and reconciliation a chance. It’s despicable to say the least. It’s so difficult trying to trust these agents of the crown on stolen Indian land. That is the underlying difficulties. It’s the trust factor. Money pollutes most people. Sad to say but that is the nature of self will run riot. It cannot be aligned with the will of the Creator. You simply cannot serve two masters. I understand this perhaps better than most. It’s just been the reality of my life experience. 

Don’t get me wrong though this isn’t a wholesale condemnation of those who do serve in the colonial constructs. There are those there who do have pure hearts, who can recognize when something isn’t right. I believe Justice Laura Bird is one of those rare examples. I trust that her spirit is a good one as we say in our ceremonies as First Nations people. Sometimes you have to reach out to those who have the ability to see truth. Who can open their hearts to the story of others. To bring the real spirit of truth and reconciliation. To help facilitate the whole story. I believe the courts and Justice Bird deserve that. I believe all First Nations and Canadians deserve to know the full story. Most importantly our children for future generations. Any how, that’s where things are at. Having important people like her being engaged in the full picture, the full story is truly a matter of national importance. 

Integrity matters. Truth matters. Whistle blowers matter. I have a story to tell the world about everything I’ve learned, about everything I know. I believe that those opportunities are going to be made manifest because the Creator knows…and so should the world and its people. 

Miigwetch and more to come…Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

Enjoy this song that my son and I just love…

P.S: I hope you guys are enjoying Japan. Miigwetch eh 😎

A nice big “Fuck you” to Jason Gratl and that disgusting Norval Morrisseau estate…hahahaha…

 

Title of Woodland A.I. Image prompt: Colonizer clowns of the Morrisseau estate. 2026

Good evening to each and everyone including the douche bags being represented in my new Woodland A.I. piece titled: Colonizer clowns of the Morrisseau estate. How fitting huh….bitches. Lol. You colonizers are fuckin gross eh. I can’t stand any of you and I’m laughing my ass off every single time I look at this new piece I made. It suits all 3 of you spiritually bankrupt fuck faces. There’s going to be a major rude awakening for you in the coming future. I can’t wait to expose all this when the time comes. 

For now? Hahahahaha..fuck you, losers. 

I bet you all must be scratching your balls and sniffing your fingers eh. Hmmmmm, I found it very amusing that both fuck heads in Gabe Vadas and Cory ding dong Dingle removed their victim impact statements after my former apprentice wrote a 300 plus page affidavit clearly outlining just how fuckin deep the pedophile Norval Morrisseau estate was involved in the actual fraud itself. Hmmmmmm….lol. 

P.S: A lawyer might wanna have a look at all those previous victim impact statements could be criminal?

And you, fuck face Jason Gratl, I bet you never knew just how criminal the estate has been regarding being involved in that fraud? I can sure bet you see now….lol. I’ll give you your flowers bitch. Ya, you know more than I do about the colonial ways of the law. I’ll give you that. Now that you are stepping into my world (indigenous art - the woodland school) you are nothing but a little boy to me lost in the woods. Im sure you must be super fucking perplexed now after reading that report being filed into that case in southern Ontario? Good. 

You deserve that. You deserve to be blindsided by the very cock roaches you represent. You’re all filthy snakes serving your pathetic lies and practices. You’re all really ugly and gross human beings. Rats. I am left just smiling…laughing right in your face. That’s what happens when colonizers are dishonest with each other. It all starts to blow up right in front of you…hahahaha….fuck you. 

I can guarantee you that JZ is well trained in these facts. I should know, I helped him and he helped me. For many years we were a team built on trust and truth. Time heals and your time in the shadows is coming to an end. That is for sure going to happen…you cannot stop the power of truth. You tried but none of you will be able to hide your lies. It’s all going to come out, just as I predicted many years ago. Oh and before I forget? 

Imagine this: 

What if there is going to be a big and beautiful full feature documentary being put together about everything I’ve shared and learned? That many of you who crossed my path are going to end up being a star in my film? I mean, after all being executive producer of the movie “There are no fakes” must come with some benefits for me at some point huh? Right. And no, I won’t be making a movie with Karl burrows either although he’s been asking me for quite sometime. I have to make it myself, with my own funding and production team. That’s definitely going to happen and you can thank some new angel investors in whom I’m in discussions with. But it will all be on my fuckin terms this time around…hahahaha…I can’t wait for that project to start when I’m available for that. 

In the meantime, I would suggest fastening your seatbelts because there is a whole new dimension being added to your pathetic realities soon enough. Step by step, day by day, week by week and month by month  this ride is going to shine the light all over you stupid fucks…get your diapers ready. 😎

More to come…I can guarantee you that….

Miigwetch, Rainbow Thunderbird - MAJ 🌈🦅🌈

Enjoy this song fuck heads: 

Disclosure of some personal revelations of truth here @ Jacobson native art

 Good morning to each and everyone and I have been in a deep place of transformation ever since I left Vancouver in 2017 and headed out to the Kootenay mountains. The reality of the vastness of space, power and quiet inspiration out here has absolutely changed my point of view and perceptions about many things. I’ve had tons of time out here to reflect on the cultural fabric of this country, the realities of surviving genocide, being a 60’s scoop survivor, escaping death, battling the disease of alcoholism (been sober now for over 23 years and counting). 

Being heavily involved in the rebirthing of myself as a true Anishanabe soul, sovereign from Canada and the Queen of England, truly. My identity as a real version of a freeman on my land. I am governed by the Creator first, my ancestry, 7 sacred grandfather teachings and the experience in who I am in relation to this and through my own lense. As much as the occupier in Canada and their so-called rule of law which is founded on genocide in actuality, I am free to live my life governed by these principles which supersede the rule of law. These are universal source codes in reality. Applicable to all human beings. This is a spiritual perspective that really shows the way to what real freedom is for us Anishanabe. I know Canada doesn’t want me to see this truth for me and my people, but sorry to say to them, it is our ways which must come first. This is what you have tried to kill in me. This is what you have tried to strip from me, my voice, my truth, my identity, my power. 

The real truth of my real fight has been in establishing who I really am. My own views and experiences throughout my life and telling it truthfully, no sugar coating, raw and real from a true First Nations and indigenous lense. This is my voice speaking up, speaking truth to power. Exposing these crimes against humanity and pointing my arrows where they ought to be pointed. I’m absolutely fuckin disgusted to tell you the truth and I make no bones about my dissatisfaction with my abuser in Canada. This country owes us trillions and trillions of dollars, let alone all the land and resource thefts, cultural artifacts being stolen, etc. It’s so gross about how the majority of white settlers don’t even know the real history of how this country came to be. What a disgrace to the fallen...many of them had no fuckin clue either that they were all that deceived. But these residential school children are showing us some things that this country has tried to deny and tuck away into the past, somewhere non existent.

But they speak and speak they will continue to do. I too will continue to speak and to tell it as it is. Unfiltered much like the Canadian media cannot do because of how fucked up that whole industry truly is. Mostly parasites and maggots feasting on the pain and misery of others who get paid for that. I don’t get paid by anyone here. Only by the truth do I get to see more and get paid. It’s more of a spiritual thing for me seeing things on the upper plains, middle plains and lower plains. Laws of spirit. Other than this, I don’t give a shit about Canadian media at all. Most of it is pretty useless information and at the end of the day, I don’t need any of it. I am my own media. I am the truth of my experience. My lense is purely from an indigenous point of view. It’s as simple as that..

The same can be said of being recognized by this country for all the good I’ve done concerning the reality of getting directly involved in saving the lives of numerous sexual assault victims, helping to facilitate justice for them by getting their abuser arrested, charged and put into a federal penitentiary for 5 years. I know, not nearly enough time as he has always been not only the chief suspect of this Morrisseau art fraud,  but he is also the main suspect of the murder of Scott Dove in Thunder Bay back in 1984. It’s still an unsolved murder, even now. These guys have been wanting to deal with Gary Lamont up there for years, but it took Indians to get the job done. Even up until this very day nobody from Thunder Bay never thanked me for getting involved in not only saving the lives of these victims/survivors and helping to remove a serial rapist from their streets. Not once...

So, things like medals, awards, the order of Canada, etc mean absolutely fuckin nothing to me. I simply dont care. It’s a lot like being awarded from your sexual abuser. It’s bad enough that no one from the AFN gave me any support or help or anything. I had to do it on my own. From the money of paintings that I sold of my art. That’s how I flew to Thunder Bay to help everyone there, on several occasions. I didn’t realize it at the time but surely all these years later, my ancestors have shown me that it was the order of the Anishanabe that I was producing. Putting things back in order from our way, our perspective. Setting the record straight. For future generations. 

Once again I feel extremely grateful for the process of awakening and decolonization. I believe in my people make no mistake about that. But we are a long long way from meaningful change and truth and reconciliation. Over 500+ years of surviving genocide will take its toll on anyone, let alone a nation of people who identify as First Nations. Even though I have seen so much pain and suffering and have had to illuminate so much darkness, I feel I have come a long long way. A few years ago I finally applied for my indian status. I was obviously hesitant for all the reasons I’ve shared around this genocide of my people and even in me, trying to wipe me out, my family bloodline, to bleed the Indian out of me. I have survived this far. Still here and still present fighting the good fight for not only my people but people all around the world. 

I’m grateful that this country knows and recognizes my status as being Anishanabe. It is one of the good things I can reflect on with regard to trying to see the progress between our various nations. I feel though that even that in itself is quite backwards and weird. But this is survival of genocide. It isn’t easy navigating these realities. I am a voice for myself, my family bloodline and ancestry. I will continue to be a strong voice for my people, the great Anishanabe. 

All my relations, MAJ