The mechanics of a
relationship between man and his universe. The topography of that universe is
hard, it is a universe without relativity, without the possibility of
perspectives, one where every shape has been given an absolute relationship, an
unalterable position in relation to this man.
And every object is abstracted reduced in its wealth to cubes and cylinders. It
is no good ascribing to machismo the excuse of adolescence. It is rather the
other way around adolescence visits machismo in an enthusiasm of discovery, of
having found an answer and then leaves again as a butterfly being pursued by
doubt and a suspicion that there is another world beyond. But the universe of
machismo is hardened and permanent, unchanging and stagnant. It is a decision
about reality and a subsequent closing of the mind. It will not allow the world
to unfold itself further. It will settle for its success there and then. Its
violence is geared to preservation of that reality, its art is set to carve
that realtiy out of stone, to recreate it, to rehearse it time and time again.
Mahcismo settles for entrenchment and throws each man into strange bonds of a
purely arbitrary and existential nature. It sets red against blue and orange
against green. With reference to our redemption, machismo and its related
states of metaphysical ossification, is that which has cut off our wings and
made us plunge into a world of hard surfaces, impenetrable walls, high windows
and deep gullies. It saves us from flight and possibility.