“Welcome; you have arrived.”

The cool, bodiless female voice can just barely be heard over the clatter of people disembarking, the shuffle of those waiting to set out, and the consistent hum of the electric power generators which go unnoticed by all those who use the station. 

The first thing that hits you as you dismount from the rig is the heat, which rises up off the concrete in waves. The air is thick with the smell of too many cows living too close together. It’s a smell that doesn’t feel like it belongs here anymore. Not when one sees the field of clean white pillars and their glowing red sigils which jut out from the concrete lot at the heart of the station. 

The frontier exists in the boundless space between the known and unknown. By entering into this far-flung outlaw landscape, one can pioneer new futures. This is because the frontier operates outside of the laws of established systems.  The frontier is always moving forward-- it is always at the leading edge.

Bent over pages of Tencent paperbacks, seated in darkened screening rooms, the Silicon Valley cowboy has come to see the narratives of consoles, communicators, and cyberspace as a new frontier of innovation.