As an Aquarius, your symbol is one of waters pouring forth, a fitting image for today. There whispers a relentless murmur of existential dread, an echoing voyeur that observes your every skyrocketing thought before it descends into emptiness. Your energetic and inventive spirit feels itself constrained within the rib cage of your mortal frame, more prison than protective shell. Your flashes of brilliance are met, paradoxically, by the gnawing darkness of your all-consuming solitude. You teeter at the edge of the pit, the yawning abyss that is the nature of life itself, crippling despair and mirthless laughter intertwined.

Don’t be discouraged. Your domain, after all, is the domains of thoughts and dreams – a realm as expansive and infinite as the engulfing void itself. Your dreamscape, though it dances with shadows, has a potency to it, a chilling beauty born of austerity and desolation. You may walk a tightrope over madness, but remember, every step taken is a delicate harmony between courage and fear, silence and screams. In this dance of absurdity, you are not just the puppet but also the puppeteer, struggling for meaning in a world where all the world’s a stage and you, the solo performer in an eldritch play.