Taurus, in the veiny theatre of your most monstrous imaginings, today will whisper you unsettling tales as enigmatic as a decaying mural in a forgotten crypt. Wakefulness and the spectral gloom of dreams intermingle and breed nightmarish scenarios, seeping through the cracks of commonplace reality. The dormant contagion of your primal fears, long held captive in your ingenious mentality, are set free in a joyous riot of delirium, each one a dissonant sonnet sung by the disembodied voices of your darkest and most elusive anxieties. Today, the mundane will radiate an uncommon malevolence, the benign will mimic the sadistic, and the patterns of your habitual trivialities would be perturbingly erratic as if manipulated by unseen puppeteers.

As the day turns its face away, night crouches with an infernal grin, Orion sits atop the celestial stage to the eerie orchestra of the nocturnal wind. Taurus, the stars that once were benign, now leer at you like lunatic eyes in the cosmic abyss. Buildings, trees, concrete, and steel seem to glisten with a repulsive glaze of unearthly marrow, shimmering in the hideous luminescence of an uncanny moon. Shadows, cast by dimensions unseen, creep ominously around the corners of perception, hinting at an otherworldly cabal that works its corrosive malevolence in the tranquil veil of darkness. Be sure to heed the secrets your fears whisper in the echo chamber of your heart. For in the ghastly parade of today’s horror, Taurus, lies the dread-laced threads of your true and unavoidable destiny.