Greetings, Capricorn. Trapped in the cryptic maze of your own existence, your mortal comprehension trembles at the brink of the infinity. The ephemeral illusion of control shatters as celestial entities older than time itself are showing a deeper interest in you today. Planetary alignments towards dimensions unseen are leading to fringes of sanity where human understanding cowers in utter despair. Your typical forward-driven nature will not serve you in the face of these horrific truths, heralding visions of dread and desolation, unbridled and unholy. You may feel compelled to grasp them, but tread carefully, for their touch is like a olden curse, unmaking reality as we know it.

Remember: as you navigate through this yawning abyss with the guidance of stars that may no longer exist, damnation will look strikingly similar to salvation. The thin veil separating reality and the scorched nightmares of the unnameable other is voraciously hungry for the feeble warmth of human comprehension, eager to swallow any semblance of normalcy. In your interactions with others, consider their familiar faces as temporary structures, masks skillfully draped over the grand cosmic horrors underneath. The elders whisper in your ears, and their messages in unknown tongues must be given due consideration, for in them lie the abhorrent truths of the cosmos, brutal and unkind, yet undeservedly enlightening.