The machine keeps running after it has stopped meaning anything. Lethe Industrial™ is the mythology of decommissioning — orbital cables cut loose, data monasteries shuttered, dead architectures given last rites by the workers who built them. The sacred here is not preservation but severance, performed with the precision of people who know exactly what they are ending. Something in this cosmology is always mid-collapse, and the question of whether to pull the plug is never as clean as the engineers said it would be.
