text_original: But I pour what is in the glass back into the bottle. The molecules cohere and the two portions become one again. Some day you and I  our individual consciousnesses  will flow back to the Whole. That sounds mystical, but listen.
text_transcription: BUT I POUR WHAT IS IN THE GLASS BACK INTO THE BOTTLE THE MOLECULES COHERE AND THE TWO PORTIONS BECOME ONE AGAIN SOME DAY YOU AND I OUR INDIVIDUAL CONSCIOUSNESSES WILL FLOW BACK TO THE WHOLE THAT SOUNDS MYSTICAL BUT LISTEN
phonemes: bˌʌt aɪ pˈɔːɹ wʌt ɪz ɪnðə ɡlˈæs bˈæk ˌɪntʊ ðə bˈɑːɾəl. ðə mˈɑːlɪkjˌuːlz koʊhˈɪɹ ænd ðə tˈuː pˈɔːɹʃənz bɪkˌʌm wˈʌn ɐɡˈɛn. sˌʌm dˈeɪ juː ænd aɪ ˌaʊɚɹ ˌɪndᵻvˈɪdʒuːəl kˈɑːnʃəsnəsᵻz wɪl flˈoʊ bˈæk tə ðə hˈoʊl. ðæt sˈaʊndz mˈɪstɪkəl, bˌʌt lˈɪsən.