Friday, January 30, 2015

CrAyOnS aNd CrEaTiViTy

Crayons. Or, since we live in Utah and we can't pronounce words correctly "crans" or "crowns" I've heard it all.


I. Love. Crayons.




I can't draw so I color. I have coloring books by my bed at this exact moment as well as 3 boxes of crayons.

The smell of crayons. The smell of my childhood. When I could create a new picture without feeling judged by others or criticizing myself for not being good enough.



Why does creativity have to be leached from us? Why can't we continue to exercise our creativity? I say we should set aside time each day to allow our creative juices to flow. 

                 Why not? 

                              What's stopping us?

Oh, right. Homework. Busy work. That stuff teachers assign us, as if we don't have enough to do. Seeing my nieces and nephews so care free and innocent, creating worlds and all the different games they come up with, I really miss living such a simple life.

Can we all make a vow to be more creative? To release that child we had to hide away far too soon see the light of day again?


Will you join me?



Sunday, January 18, 2015

You found my blog. Congratulations.

If you're here to visit, leave, for I am here to stay.

I'm Sylver Rayne.

I like reading, writing, and sleeping.


Music is everything, if you want to know someone find out their favorite song and listen to it 30 times, it'll change your perspective on them.


I love surprises but hate not knowing something.


I enjoy school, but at the end of the day it's the people that make it what it is.


I don't fear dying, I fear leaving those I love behind.


I want to leave an impression on the world, to be remembered, to actually do something worthwhile that can further humanity.


I think that loving yourself is the first step to loving others, don't let them tell you otherwise.


Learning isn't about sitting in a classroom it's about expanding your knowledge, exploring your interests, and experiencing the world.


I love the oxford comma. and the interrobang. Is that normal? You decide.


I'm not a grammar nazi, I'm a grammar fascist.


Do what you love and live without regret.


I love rain, the smell of it, the sound of it hitting the top of my car, it's my favorite weather.


If you really want to get to know me, stick around and we can learn about me together.