This ancient Roman coin depicts Sol Invictus (the Unconquered Sun), the official sun god of Imperial Rome and a patron of soldiers. Some historians have proposed that the date December 25th was chosen to celebrate Christmas as a way of integrating the pagan Roman festival Dies Natalis Solis Invicti, or the “Birthday of the Unconquered Sun.”
The last Imperial inscription referring to Sol Invictus is dated to 387 AD, however, the god’s devotees were many, and the cult persisted well into the 5th Century AD. For many history lovers today, Sol remains The Unconquered Sun.
Here we be ‘squatching.
This is my main blog, which has primarily consisted of bigfoot-related items.
Also considering moving my life from this blog over to my main blog, sixstringphonic, because I’m too helpless to figure out how to answer asks and what not from this blog.
When I was a kid I wore nothing but hand me downs from my godmother’s two teenaged sons.
Here I was, a 12 year old girl in 1996, dressing like a 15 year old boy from 1992.
This was exacerbated by the fact that I went to Catholic school the first 18 years of my life. My wardrobe was full of plaid skirts and polos and boys’ clothes from the mid 90s. I literally did not learn how to dress “like a girl” until I was a sophomore in college, and my fairy god-sister Adriana opened my eyes to the awesomeness that is feminine attire.
i saw this on one of those strange little picture slideshow websites so i decided to post it ;) have fun kids
I have found heaven and it’s full of liquor
This is how adults play games lol
im really feelin that sexual jenga and the fucking alcohol chess.
I have my version of the jenga game it’s awesomes
I CAN’T EVEN PLAY JENGA WHEN I’M SOBER