text_original: "Which the metaphysicians," laughed Zaidie as she rose, "would tell you are not realities at all, or only realities so far as you can think about them. 'Thinks,' in short, instead of real things. But meanwhile I've got the breakfast _things_ to put away, so you can go up on deck and put the telescopes in order."
text_transcription: WHICH THE METAPHYSICIANS LAUGHED SADIE AS SHE ROSE WOULD TELL YOU ARE NOT REALITIES AT ALL OR ONLY REALITY SO FAR AS YOU CAN THINK ABOUT THEM THINKS IN SHORT INSTEAD OF REAL THINGS BY MEANWHILE I'VE GOT THE BREAKFAST THINGS TO PUT AWAY SO YOU CAN GO UP ON DECK AND PUT THE TELESCOPES IN ORDER
phonemes: "wˌɪtʃ ðə mˌɛɾəfɪzˈɪʃənz," lˈæft zˈeɪdi æz ʃiː ɹˈoʊz, "wʊd tˈɛl juː ɑːɹ nˌɑːt ɹɪˈælᵻɾiz æɾ ˈɔːl, ɔːɹ ˈoʊnli ɹɪˈælᵻɾiz sˈoʊ fˌɑːɹ æz juː kæn θˈɪŋk ɐbˈaʊt ðˌɛm. θˈɪŋks,ɪn ʃˈɔːɹt, ɪnstˈɛd ʌv ɹˈiːəl θˈɪŋz. bˌʌt mˈiːnwaɪl aɪv ɡɑːt ðə bɹˈɛkfəst θˈɪŋz tə pˌʊt ɐwˈeɪ, sˌoʊ juː kæn ɡˌoʊ ˌʌp ˌɔn dˈɛk ænd pˌʊt ðə tˈɛlᵻskˌoʊps ɪn ˈɔːɹdɚ."