text_original: These intervals of abstraction grew upon him until he would leave off in the act of driving a spike. And sometimes in these strange intervals he longed for his old friend, brother, shadow  Larry Red King.
text_transcription: THESE INTERVALS OF ABSTRACTION GREW UPON HIM UNTIL HE WOULD LEAVE OFF IN THE ACT OF DRIVING A SPIKE AND SOMETIMES IN THESE STRANGE INTERVALS HE LONGED FOR HIS OLD FRIEND BROTHER SHADOW LARRY RED KING
phonemes: ðiːz ˈɪntɚvəlz ʌv ɐbstɹˈækʃən ɡɹˈuː əpˌɑːn hˌɪm ʌntˈɪl hiː wʊd lˈiːv ˈɔf ɪnðɪ ˈækt ʌv dɹˈaɪvɪŋ ɐ spˈaɪk. ænd sˈʌmtaɪmz ɪn ðiːz stɹˈeɪndʒ ˈɪntɚvəlz hiː lˈɔŋd fɔːɹ hɪz ˈoʊld fɹˈɛnd, bɹˈʌðɚ, ʃˈædoʊ lˈæɹi ɹˈɛd kˈɪŋ.