Built around the energy of “Cast & Bind,” it was a listening experience - stripped back, intentional, immersive. The entire space became sacred ground, where the line between artist and audience dissolved. It wasn’t about hype or entertainment, it was about transformation. Guests didn’t come to watch OG Mage; they came to awaken with him. And together, they lit a fire that can’t be put out.

The Call was felt long before the first note. A pull that refused to quiet. The voice wasn’t there yet - but the fire was. Every step shaped the vessel, every verse sharpened the gift. This wasn’t a hobby - it was a becoming. A moment that whispered, You were made for this.

The Descent took me into the shadows - the places most people run from. Through poetry, layered vocals, and sonic darkness, I led the room through shame, silence, soul contracts, and severance. But this time, no one ran. We sat in it together, breathing through it. It was uncomfortable, raw, honest - and yet, somehow, holy.

The Awakening wasn’t loud, but certain. During Cast & Bind and the burning of intentions, I shed the sheep’s clothing and emerged unapologetic. The audience didn’t just witness, it became part of it. As fire consumed the past, it sparked the future. The rain waited until the last note, then fell, and we danced like David - unrestrained, reborn. Few shows can ever claim an ending like that.