across, crossing, or extending across a galaxy
Only within the last few years have we succeeded in designing an artificial human dust capable of being carried forward on the sun's radiation, hardy enough to endure the conditions of a trans[-]galactic voyage of many millions of years, and yet intricate enough to bear the potentiality of life and of spiritual development. We are now preparing to manufacture this seminal matter in great quantities, and to cast it into space at suitable points on the planet's orbit.
There is no escape. The story rises to a majestic climax. The doomed men do not sit down and weep; they think of others, not of themselves. Using the sun’s final radiation as energy, they scatter space with the germs of life—on the chance that these may lodge somewhere, and humanity may start again. The curtain falls on this gallant attempt to send the seed of life on its transgalactic voyage of millions of years, ‘seed intricate enough to bear the potentialities of life and special development.’
When these things had come to the Earth they had built mighty basalt cities of windowless towers, and had preyed horribly upon the beings they found. Thus it was when the minds of the Great Race sped across the void from that obscure, transgalactic world known in the disturbing and debatable Eltdown Shards as Yith.
The Trans-Galactic Twins.
We're happy, therefore, to bring you the first of a group of distinguished stories by a new name in the profession: a delicate story of mood and emotion that will stay in your mind (and heart) long after you have forgotten the most sensational transgalactic epics.
It’s a case of the humanities versus alien efficiency when the emissaries of Strada get through to Earth via a trans-galactic back door!
From somewhere has come the inevitable transgalactic culture, only with guns instead of gifts.
The Trans-Galactic Beauty Contest was scheduled for the month of February, when attendance might be expected to undergo a seasonal lull.
When she was packed and ready to board her transit on the first leg of the impossibly long transgalactic journey to that small planet out on the rim of nowhere…a fear roused again in her.
Understanding the technology in the Dark Fortress would elevate our species to unbelievable heights. We could become transgalactic, for heaven’s sake; there really would be no limits to what we could achieve.
The Prime attack might well be the best thing that ever happened to us, it’s shaken us out of our complacency. Just think of it, fleets flying off into the unknown. I bet we even go trans-galactic one day.
a review of Olaf Stapledon
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