Dear phantasmal Gemini, one aspect carefully ducking behind shadows while the other grasps the cold handle of ghoulish possibilities. Today, a dim light flickers at the corner of your carousel of singularity, the relentless duality coursing through you like embalmed blood in a reanimated corpse. Faint whispers tip-toe through your psyche, forming a chorus of ambiguous advice, hinting at a raw reality crumbled into a childhood nightmare, leaving unmarked graves in the mind’s obscured corners.

The twin spirits within you are waiting to cascade themselves into a sea of consciousness filled with macabre mysteries. The seemingly homely contours of existence are bleeding into grotesque tapestries spun from the loom of ephemeral experiences. The pain you endure today, both physical and mental, are akin to physically manifested grotesqueries coming to life. Embrace this darkness, Gemini. Let this be a day to blend with unseen grotesque forces, engaging in a spectral dance that observers may mistake for madness, while you exist in the alternating brilliance and chill of your own mystery.