Sounds of the stars opens my soul capturing a detail of dissonant notes, of melodies with nuances of a frenzy adapted to the stellar crowds, in an encounter of pure souls susceptible to the slightest decline of impure thought, the view is full of stars insoluble in the light, listen to this symphony in the voice of a poet of the night, tearing loneliness and the break between the mutations of souls lost in limbo ... the crunch of the earth is heard the cry of souls in chords disonates return from an echo that reverberates throughout the planet chaos takes over our fears and everything around us disappears, you time floating in a universe of Dantesque images of the past, the present and the future, the planet reveals itself to the gaze indolent of unscrupulous and irresponsible people who only look at what is before their eyes and forget the innocence of millions of children, covalent people who are part of a whole in the magnitude of the spread of this pandemic among invisible mutants.