“The eye increased and decreased in size. It was a small universe. It contained all the accidents: cars falling apart falling off cliffs and crashing into other cars and into the walls of abandoned buildings. All those glass and iron were beautiful, they shone like stars. I saw the tire marks on the asphalt and also thousands of spinal columns bending to crush in the seats. It contained odors: gasoline but also human fluids, blood and sweat and semen.”

Halfway between weird fiction and pulp literature, Thousands of Eyes is launched on a dizzying journey through roads where trees and bodies merge with steel and chrome. The novel's epicenter is a subculture of worshipers of speed and black metal, who intend to use a 1970 sports car as a ritual instrument to release a mysterious entity capable of transfiguring the world. Altars with fossil remains and photographs of accidents, post-apocalyptic tribes led by mutants that refer to the cyberpunk imaginary, a postcard from adolescence in the Bolivian city of Santa Cruz contaminated by visions of the afterlife: in this book by Maximiliano Barrientos the borders that distinguish the humanity from machines, the natural landscapes from those of the mind, the realm of the living and the dead, are definitively diluted under the intoxicating effect of acceleration.