text_original: For awhile I wandered about aimlessly amongst the booths, with that sort of unsatisfaction upon me which had of late been the prelude to many of the manifestations of the power of Second Sight. This used to be just as if something within me was groping or searching unsuccessfully for something unknown, the satisfaction coming with the realization of the objective of the search.
text_transcription: FOR A WHILE I WANTED ABOUT AIMLESSLY AMONG THE BOOTHS WITH A SORT OF UNSATISFACTION UPON ME WHICH HAD OF LATE BEEN THE PRELUDE TO MANY OF THE MANIFESTATIONS OF POWER OF SECOND SIDE THIS USED TO BE JUST AS IF SOMETHING WITHIN ME WAS GROPING OR ASSERTION UNSUCCESSFULLY FOR SOMETHING UNKNOWN THE SATISFACTION COMING WITH THE REALIZATION OF THE OBJECT OF A SEARCH
phonemes: fɔːɹ ɐwˈaɪl aɪ wˈɔndɚd ɐbˌaʊt ˈeɪmləsli ɐmˌʌŋst ðə bˈuːθs, wɪð ðæt sˈɔːɹt ʌv ʌnsˌæɾɪsfˈækʃən əpˌɑːn mˌiː wˌɪtʃ hæd ʌv lˈeɪt bˌɪn ðə pɹˈeɪluːd tə mˈɛnɪəv ðə mˌænɪfɪstˈeɪʃənz ʌvðə pˈaʊɚɹ ʌv sˈɛkənd sˈaɪt. ðɪs jˈuːzd təbi dʒˈʌst æz ɪf sˈʌmθɪŋ wɪðˌɪn mˌiː wʌz ɡɹˈoʊpɪŋ ɔːɹ sˈɜːtʃɪŋ ʌnsəksˈɛsfəli fɔːɹ sˈʌmθɪŋ ʌnnˈoʊn, ðə sˌæɾɪsfˈækʃən kˈʌmɪŋ wɪððə ɹˌiːəlᵻzˈeɪʃən ʌvðɪ ɑːbdʒˈɛktɪv ʌvðə sˈɜːtʃ.