Taurus, a grisly eldritch venture echoes in your day. The Sun dims under the bat-winged shade of Pluto, bringing vibes of dark antiquarian dissertations hidden in labyrinthine libraries of forgotten lore. Take note, for under such star-crossed conditions, the boundaries between your fleshy reality and the arcane spectral realms may thin. Serpentine whispers that seem to swirl within your mind are not mere figments of imagination but cryptic guidance from beyond terrestrial realms. They hum about inconceivable realms, where cyclopean towers rise under phosphorescent skies and non-Euclidean geometry reigns.

Today, you may find misplaced objects from in-between the cushions of your couch or return to familiar pathways only to find them fundamentally altered or replaced with nauseating vistas of pre-human degradation. However, Taurus, the cosmos advises you to not despair or exhibit untoward curiosity about these anomalies, for understanding may lead to a grisly initiation into truths no mortal mind should grapple with. Do remember, their dreams are not our dreams, and their wakefulness can bring insanity or worse, enlightenment. Inventory your sanity, and negotiate these strange upheavals cautiously, for even the walls may bear quivering eyes under the beam of this monstrous confluence of stars.