Happy Horoscopes for End Times and Beyond

The stars have been doing bong hits again, and somebody is texting you at 2 a.m. with predictions no sane person would take seriously. Your daily horoscope, for end times, straight from the shattered disco ball of destiny.

♈ Aries
Your aura smells faintly of spoiled hot dogs and bad decisions. A coworker will “accidentally” copy you on an email meant for HR. Pretend to be enlightened, while plotting vengeance through passive-aggressive calendar invites.

♉ Taurus
Venus whispers, “Treat yourself,” but your bank account hisses, “Not today, Satan.” You will buy something absurdly unnecessary anyway, perhaps artisanal pesto or a weighted blanket for your ego.

♊ Gemini
Mercury is in full chaos mode, and so are you. Your reflection flirts back. A stranger mistakes your nervous breakdown for charisma. Milk it.

♋ Cancer
You are feeling nostalgic, which is adorable but dangerous. Do not text your ex, your old boss, or your childhood goldfish. They have all moved on, and only one of them is still floating.

♌ Leo
You are the main character, even when no one is watching. Especially when no one is watching. Strut through your kitchen like it is Milan fashion week and you are still wearing last night’s promises.

â™ Virgo
You straighten up your house to avoid straightening up your mind. Saturn applauds your avoidance strategy. By mid-afternoon you will spit shine your anxiety and call it “self-care.”

♎ Libra
Indecision grips you like a polite ghost. Flip a coin. When it lands, ignore it and do what you wanted all along. That is growth.

â™ Scorpio
Your smoldering intensity scares small children and garden gnomes. Today, weaponize it. Stare at someone until they agree to your terms, romantic or otherwise.

â™ Sagittarius
You will attempt mindfulness but will end up scrolling mindlessly through other people’s enlightenment. A cereal box will deliver more wisdom today than your meditation app.

♑ Capricorn
You rise early, grind hard, and still feel like homemade fertilizer. Try laughter yoga or tax evasion. Either will lighten your load.

â™’ Aquarius
You believe rules are for other people. The universe agrees and is letting you beta-test a new kind of chaos. Patent pending.

♓ Pisces
Your dream journal reads like rejected David Lynch scripts. Neptune encourages you to monetize the madness: start a podcast called Weeping into the Void. You will have fans. Too many, perhaps.

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