COSMOS EX NIHILO

Before matter, before time, before the first atom dared to exist, there was the Word - and the Word spoke. “Cosmos” rises across the chest in a field of faint white stars that slowly scatter and vanish toward the hem, giving way to the spare Latin beneath: EX NIHILO. Out of nothing.

A reminder, in black or charcoal grey, that every galaxy spinning overhead and every breath in your lungs is borrowed from a God who needs nothing yet gives everything.