Patterns in Stardust: Whispered Sarcastically

As daylight wanes and we ascend the bureaucratic ladder, the dusty stars tell tales of intergalactic invoices unpaid and planetary policies on timely submissions.

We're all captivated by the astrological forecasts—enthralled, marginalized, and ultimately processed like dates on a galactic ledger. The cosmic cashier awaits your celestial balance.

In an age teetering on the brink of solar energy absurdity, the stars murmur mundane sagas of bureaucrats and their star-studded spreadsheets. Should Libra manage the accounts of Venus, or will Sagittarius still be at the printer?