
Another reason you fucked with the wrong human being. Box Satan and show him whose boss. [666] Forever. Eternal Separation from God’s love forever. Including his fallen angels. You lose. Justice is coming and the King Jesus Christ will be arriving soon. Judgment amongst every spirit and human. The trumpets will sound glorious. The sky will break open into infinity with The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit upon this corrupted planet of Evil. The Mock Trials will begin accordingly at Christ’s choice of location.
Every sinner through the love and mercy of Jesus Christ will be given resurrection into the Kingdom of God for eternity. Heaven is real. And so is hell. Free will matters. Decisions matter forever.
I graduated high school with a 3.78 GPA. I have my Bachelor of Science in biology from the University of New Mexico with a minor in philosophy and my voice fucking matters in the United States of America. My dad said God gave me a voice to be used so that’s exactly, precisely, and definitively what I’m doing.
God taught me a lot tonight. I was born into a family with drug addiction, alcoholism, mental health issues, love, knowledge, morality, values, respect, go big or go home attitude, live free or die, live and let live, American attitude, say it loud so it can be heard, so you’re fucked.
I’ve experienced the love of two beautiful women in my life. One for 4.5 years, another for exactly 3 years. Girls who can dominate the world in any way they choose. And probably will never read those words, unfortunately. The smartest, Aunt I have told me 3 simple words of truth. Life is tough. She will probably never read those words. As a young child, I have been called a bastard, keys thrown at my face as an infant by abusisive men, feet picked at in the middle of the night because they’ve been high for days, I stand strong, I was designed with strength and resilience. I was taught the infrastructure of a book and well aware of my rights as a citizen in my native homeland. The Bill of Rights, precisely. 10 originals. Written by the ultimate, authoritative legislative body of this country in its history. The forefathers. The Constitution. We the People. Our government works and serves us, do not forget it. Trials, Pleading guilty or not guilty. 12 Jurors and legal proceedings still exist. The institutions our country has established, have not failed us completely, yet.
Remember, God’s number is 333. Jesus Christ died on the cross at 33A.D. The truth and trinity is 3. Fact. Cannot be argued against. Ultimate truth and authority of creation. Science would call it fact. But everything decays, rots, dies in this physical, temporary existence. Everybody gets to experience a chaotic death. You’re human. You’re not immune to this experience. Keep being greedy with money and having orgies, but I’m getting on my knees when Christ arrives, I advise similar behavior.
Resurrection is inevitable for the righteous, faithful and forgiven. I’d rather skip the alternative choice, myself. I experienced it plenty and in a multitude of ways. At 33, I experienced as a scientist and philosopher would call a spiritually induced psychosis. I hallucinated and lost control of my mind for 3 weeks. I emphasize spiritually induced psychosis because when I experienced what a Psychiatrist M.D. would call psychosis, social science. Highly complex variables that are not actually able to be quantified. Cannot be measured. Science and Math fall apart like everything else in this world. I entered a stranger’s house, thinking it was a friend’s house and saw them come down the stairs. Satan bent me into the floor and proceeded to fuck me anally. While the property owner frantically called the local police. I had 7 or 8 police officers raise their firearms at me and arrest me. I hallucinated what it felt like to be shot in the back of the head. Then my cousin as a police officer proceeded to transport me to UNM PSYCH, they administered a tranquilizer with the empirical logic they whatever I was “on”, psilocybin mushrooms, lsd, meth that when I awoke I would come to my senses. Nope, kept hallucinating for a few more weeks. I have the medical paperwork to prove it.
God told me many truths to this life during those weeks. Some terrifying, some peaceful and calm. I’m also diagnosed with bipolar disorder type 1, Schizoaffective disorder, chronic anxiety and depression, obsessive compulsive disorder, ptsd, amongst a couple others such as diabetes type II. I’m slipping on the narrow road. I’ve had a cousin shot to death, another cousin shot in the back with a shotgun when I was 9, I lost another cousin to a heroine overdose in my twenties, I lost another cousin to a fentanyl overdose in my late 30s, I’m currently losing another cousin to diabetes and alcoholism and poor diet. I’ve experienced my mom beaten by a grown man in her 60s in Albuquerque with no charges with bruises everywhere. I’ve experienced abuse all my life. Legally and clinically insane. No career only SSDI and housing that I obtained myself, while being clinically insane, homeless, with little social support. Except Christ, he keeps coming back into the discussion for some reason. He is my only reason. I recently bought an Infiniti G25 and wrecked it while experiencing psychosis. Valencia county is charging me with the crime DWI because my cousin unknowingly put beers in my truck. Did I mention my two dogs were in the vehicle with me as flipped my car and thrown out with a broken back and neck. I was ambulanced to UNMH and there a Valencia county sheriff read me some strange rights then proceeded to conduct my non-complaint blood warrant to obtain my blood alcohol level, but the irony is I haven’t drank alcohol for 10 years due to obvious psychological and pharmaceutical reasons. Did I mention I’ve been on a specific cocktail for several years, functioning fine. Then Morgan Virtual Psychiatry change my medicine all to shit. Stopping me on Mirtazepine, putting me on multiple doses of Seroquel, and the psychiatrist was fired for some reason. They won’t prescribe me my clonazepam, taking my Olanzepine away. Put me on gabapentin. My family is shit and broken to say the least, at least toward me because they can’t go to NAMI.org and do a bit of reading, God forbid. My next hearing with the magistrate in Los Lunas, NM, USA Valencia in on June 3rd. Interested in how it goes?
The vehicle was totaled on February 8th, 2026. Progressive has refused to pay my lender for the auto loan. My decent credit has gone to shit because of it. I’ve had at least 4 hearings so far. I thought I had the right to a fast and speedy trial with 12 Jurors where I plead guilty or not guilty? My family continues to provide non communication and no support. I’m disowned for getting depressed in this fucked up world. Marc Jimenez you fucked with the wrong human being. As a result the state of New Mexico shall face consequences. As a matter of fact you’re all fucked, especially the residential management company would tried to get me to sign an illegal lease agreement based on the fair housing act section 504. Which have plenty of evidence of, along with discrimination because I am low-income, threats to raise my rent, flat out illegal. Telling me I should use my degree. Well, I have, I am and will continue to use my degree until I’m dead. So fuck you and your bullshit. I already won. You’re fucked. Good morning. In the name of Jesus Christ. Amen. Use your voice and vote.










