absentmindedfools:

We all know that Rasputin was one handsome devil. Don’t kid yourself. 

“There’s no disputin, I just love Rasputin. When our teacher told us to turn our books to his chapter, and a big picture of him popper up, I just couldn’t concentrate on the rest of the lesson. I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful bearded face. When I heard that he solicited sexual favors from women, I felt an extreme uncontrollable jealousy. That night I went to bed with my history book and read the chapter on Rasputin, curtains drawn, candles lit and a Barry White record playing” 

Yahoo Answers “I feel a strange sexual attraction to Rasputin of Russia?” 

chambergasworks:

The dreamy Eugen Sandow.

boyrabies:

eugen sandow aptly demonstrating the grecian ideal. smelling salts were sold by assistants wherever he performed to revive ladies who swooned after being invited to feel his biceps. 

ghostphase:

Eugen Sandow (1867 - 1925)

illusionwanderer:

Mosque, Kazan, Russia (by Antonio Zarli)

genderfuckyou:

me

indigenousdialogues:

A number of ancient Armenian manuscript bindings were embellished with odd objects haphazardly attached to the covers and in some cases, the spines. Items included coins, crucifixes, stones from personal signet rings, jewellery, and small metal repoussé objects shaped like hands, eyes, crescent moons, or human faces. Some of these objects were donated by the faithful as testimony to their Christian piety. Another reason is believed to be protection against the evil eye—these objects served as devices to avert evil, thereby protecting not only the donor but the manuscript itself.