Moneque: When I was young, about twelve, I seen my sister and mother smoking crack together. I seen the spot where they hid the pipe at. I went behind them after they left and tried it. I got hooked. I was sneaking doing drugs when I was twelve, all the way up to now.
My sister used to get dressed up and put on makeup and go out when she was young, prostituting and all that . She had her first child at thirteen. So, I was trying to go with her all the time. Trying to be grown but I was too young and they wouldn’t let me go with her. But when I finally got up in age, I ran away from home and end up doing it myself and getting stuck on the streets.
BW:
How old were you when you started [as a prostitute]?
Moneque:
Thirteen
BW:
Did guys know you were that young?
Moneque:
No. I wore makeup and grown clothes and I lied about my age.
BW:
What’s the hardest thing that’s happened on the street?
Moneque:
Somebody actually took me way out to Six Flags and took me in the middle of the woods and told me to get on my knees. Told me I might as well say my prayers cause they was fixin’ to shoot me in the head. I started crying and they just left me in the middle of the woods and drove off. But, I thought they was gonna kill me…
BW:
Have you ever been clean for any period of time? You started so young…
Moneque:
Yeah I have. Actually I was married. I’m still married. I tried to get clean and stay clean. I look really skinny and bad probably right now but let me show you these pictures of me fat and plump and working and doing the right thing. You wouldn’t even know it’s me because the person… I look so beautiful in these pictures I can’t even believe it’s me.
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Three witches gather on a mountain summit paying homage to the dying winter and the onset of Spring. A fire blazes as firelight dances with moonlight and the scene becomes a swirl of energetic illumination. With the high winds whipping through the air the three witches join hands to encircle the purifying fire. Their clasped hands form a continuous circuit that captures the palpable energy in the air and alludes to the never-ending cycle of the year. They dance to say farewell to the Moon that rules the winter skies. Their haunting chants echo through the mountains and fill the midnight air. As the sky lightens throughout the night they send away the moon and greet the rising sun as the new ruler of the skies for the summer half of the year.
Walpurgisnacht (April 30th – May 1st) is a celebration observed mostly in Central and Northern European countries with roots in Germany. It begins at moonrise on April 30th and ends when the sun rises on May 1st. The night is also referred to as Hexennacht meaning “Witches’ Night.” It is believed that witches and other magic folk gather on Brocken, the highest peak in the Harz mountains of Germany, to worship the darker powers inherent in their craft. There could be multiple reasons for this worship of the darker powers. First, because it is the last night in which the moon rules the sky which embodies the unknown, the darker side (but not necessarily evil), and psychic abilities. Secondly, this time of year is exactly opposite of Samhain (Halloween) on the wheel of the year. Whereas Samhain celebrates death and the onset of winter, Springtime festivals celebrate life and growth starting anew. Both holidays together span the entire year as two parts of a whole and this duality means that both share certain characteristics, mainly that the veil between the spirit world and our world is at it’s thinnest. This means that all spell work and magical workings performed during this time are more powerful. With this channel open magical practitioners are able to harness energies from the spirit world adding them to the energies gathered from our world. However, magic can be dangerous during this night because the dead can enter our realm and hold sway over energies.
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