Recently, while traveling to the California African American Museum, I spent a good two hours wandering around their historic and contemporary exhibits. Left of the Concierge desk, as you enter, you will come across Harlem of the West: Jazz, Bebop & Beatnik, a collection of 40’s, 50’s, and early 60’s jazz era songs, stories, pictures and icons. Here is where i found the voice of Bob Kaufman. I’d heard a little about the man years prior when studying the Beat Generation; but somehow standing here feeling his vibe, his words meant more. The audio was streamed in from speakers above, and the placard on the wall presented bits of his story.
After learning of the assassination of John F. Kennedy, Kaufman took a Buddhist vow of silence that lasted until the end of the Vietnam War in 1973. He broke his silence by reciting his poem “All Those Ships that Never Sailed,” the first lines of which are:
All those ships that never sailed
The ones with their seacocks open
That were scuttled in their stalls…
Today I bring them back
Huge and intransitory
And let them sail
Forever
On December 17th, 2009 at 9:00 in the PM, after i finish my last final, my Vow of Silence will begin. Undoubtedly, people close to me, as well as strangers who want to converse with me will ask me why? Why are you mute? Why is your purpose? Is everything okay? They will inquire with great opposition, offering suggestions as to how i can better get through this trial. The anticipatory resentment will come not to long after the first day of silence. Surely, i’ll feel that they have a right to know … why. “There has to be a reason. Make him tell us. Are you trying to copy that kid from Little Miss Sunshine?” Voices will clash. Words will splash off my face like a hard rain. Whatever the attempt, grasping at media references, reference of slogans, sound bytes racing through their brains, whatever i could write down for them, or inaudibly gesture, will not be enough. So i won’t say anything. You will have to say it for me.
Even in silence, inevitably, a reason will present itself from the minds and mouths of others. Without a point, my protest will be lost. So, I’m about to enter day [1] of my random, self-imposed vow of silence. It would seem that you need a set duration and a set reason to take a vow of silence.
Duration: initially, i have the time set for my birthday on March 26th of 2010 at 12:01 AM; whereby i will reevaluate how far i have come, and if i wish to keep silent.
Allowed Alternative methods of Communication:
- speaking when it pertains to my obtaining & keeping gainful employment
- Laughing, Crying, gestures, ASL
- white-board, scratch-pad, note / memo, Journlr
- poem, music (instrumental), art, photographs
Not Permitted:
- speaking
- grunting
- affirmative or negative sounds such as uh-huh, or uh-uh
- using devices such as txt to speech
- Twitter & Facebook will be limited to 1 post/day (per account i own now)
- i will be able to txt message, but will be limiting this as well. (no texting in same location).
- my WordPress account will remain active, but will be extremely regulated as far as the visibility of posts from this point forward (till march 26th of course)
- i won’t be bullied by others into bets or making this challenge anything than what i have challenged of myself. This is about the journey, not about the goal.
Reason: Boredom, it would seem, is not sufficient. Other than boredom, I want to do it solely to see if I can–how long I can go, and how easily I can adapt. And, frankly, I think that’s a perfectly good reason to do something. It’s part of the human condition in a very real, simplistic sense. To do what cannot be done, what has not been done. To make man fly, float, and sink, man made planes, boats, and submarines. To turn night into day, cold into warmth, man made fire. To lengthen life, man made medicine. To open up a wider world, man invented the wheel. To be human is to do be more than human. It is to set limits, test limits, and break limits. To do (action x) because you’ve never done (action x) and because you don’t know if you can or can’t do (action x) is a pretty damn good reason to try out (action x). To be fair, I suppose I’d also intend to take this chance to become a better listener. I’ve reduced my socialization somewhat, but I haven’t eliminated it. It’s interesting to sit actively in a conversation, but not actually take part in it. It’s somewhat surreal, and in a positive way. It should continue to be, and has been, interesting. – @1ib3rius
and although much of that may or may not be true … i am going to find words for my reason along my quiet odyssey.




