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{{a|myth|[[File:Ironmountain1.jpg|thumb|center|400px|<small>''And they will open the rear gates to the Citadel and they will cast you out. And they will give unto you your cardboard box. And you will be nameless. And you will have no future. And you will have no past. And you will be as barren as the dirt upon the badlands of the Earth.''</small> St. Pimco, 14:1-2.]]}}{{Quote|
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''You can’t run away forever, <br>
''You can’t run away forever, <br>
''But there’s nothing wrong with getting a good head start.
''But there’s nothing wrong with getting a good head start.
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===In market mythology===
===In market mythology===
It is your destiny. It is your final [[entropic]] repose. However youthful, beautiful, exuberant or ambitious you are; however wild your dreams, however impregnable your business case, however ingenious your pitch: the Iron Mountain draws nearer. Time’s arrow hurtles toward it, drawn by its irresistible gravity. The Cosmos may enlarge, but the individual hanks of [[space-tedium]] fabric on which we each ply our benighted trade twist, and desiccate, and curl at the edges, such that every one of us converges.  
It is your destiny. It is your final [[entropic]] repose. However youthful, beautiful, exuberant or ambitious you are; however wild your dreams, however impregnable your business case, however ingenious your pitch: the Iron Mountain draws you in. Gradually, incrementally, imperceptibly — but definitely. Time’s arrow hurtles toward it, drawn by its irresistible gravity.  


Eventually, the Iron Mountain will come for you. You will not know when, or where, or why, but you will know it when it does. They will collect your worldly things, your precious baubles— every last remnant of your time — and they will consign it to a meagre casket. It will not bear your name because, by then, ''[[Goldstein|you won’t have one]]''. It will instead bear your final destiny: the last, common, resting place for all mortal souls; the infinite, inertial lock: the Iron Mountain.  
The Cosmos may enlarge, but the individual hanks of [[space-tedium]] on which we ply our benighted trade twist, desiccate and curl at the edges, such that every one of us converges. The Iron Mountain is the navel of the world; the ''axis mundi''; the ''omphalos''.
 
Eventually, it will come for you. You will not know when, where or why, but you will know it when it does. You will collect your worldly things, your precious baubles— every last remnant of your existence — and consign it to a [[Iron Mountain box|meagre casket]]. It will not bear your name by then, ''[[Goldstein|you won’t have one]]'' — simply your final destiny: the last, common, resting place for all mortal souls; the infinite, inertial lock: the [[singularity]] to which all corners of the [[space-tedium continuum]] buckle, fold and funnel the lost [[Children of the Forest]]:
 
The Iron Mountain.  


===In the scriptures===
===In the scriptures===
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For it is written, in St. Pimco’s letter to the Hypocrites:
For it is written, in St. Pimco’s letter to the Hypocrites:


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*[[Beyond Good and Evil: Prelude to a Philosophy of the Future]]
*[[Beyond Good and Evil: Prelude to a Philosophy of the Future]]
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