text_original: It is certain that from the time of Kant every type of transcendental ist is playing a winning game — they are emancipated from the theologians; what luck! — he has revealed to them that secret art, by which they can now pursue their "heart's desire" on their own responsibility, and with all the respec  tability of science. Similarly, who can grumble at the agnostics, reverers, as they are, of the unknown and the absolute mystery, if they now worship their very query as God?
text_transcription: IT IS CERTAIN THAT FROM THE TIME OF KANT EVERY TYPE OF TRANSCENDENTALIST IS PLAYING A WINNING GAME THEY ARE EMANCIPATED FROM THE THEOLOGIANS WHAT LUCK HE HAS REVEALED TO THEM THAT SECRET ART BY WHICH THEY CAN NOW PURSUE THEIR HEART'S DESIRE ON THEIR OWN RESPONSIBILITY AND WITH ALL THE RESPECTABILITY OF SCIENCE SIMILARLY WHO CAN GRUMBLE AT THE AGNOSTICS REVERERS AS THEY ARE OF THE UNKNOWN AND THE ABSOLUTE MYSTERY IF THEY NOW WORSHIP THEIR VERY QUERY AS GOD
phonemes: ɪɾ ɪz sˈɜːʔn̩ ðæt fɹʌmðə tˈaɪm ʌv kˈænt ˈɛvɹi tˈaɪp ʌv tɹænsəndˈɛntəl ˈɪst ɪz plˈeɪɪŋ ɐ wˈɪnɪŋ ɡˈeɪm — ðeɪ ɑːɹ ɪmˈænsᵻpˌeɪɾᵻd fɹʌmðə θiːəlˈoʊdʒənz; wˌʌt lˈʌk! — hiː hɐz ɹᵻvˈiːld tə ðˌɛm ðæt sˈiːkɹᵻt ˈɑːɹt, baɪ wˌɪtʃ ðeɪ kæn nˈaʊ pɚsˈuː ðɛɹ "hˈɑːɹts dɪzˈaɪɚ" ˌɔn ðɛɹ ˈoʊn ɹᵻspˌɑːnsəbˈɪlᵻɾi, ænd wɪð ˈɔːl ðə ɹᵻspˈɛk tæbˈɪlᵻɾi ʌv sˈaɪəns. sˈɪmɪlɚli, hˌuː kæn ɡɹˈʌmbəl æt ðɪ æɡnˈɑːstɪks, ɹᵻvˈɪɹɚz, æz ðeɪ ɑːɹ, ʌvðɪ ʌnnˈoʊn ænd ðɪ ˈæbsəlˌuːt mˈɪstɚɹi, ɪf ðeɪ nˈaʊ wˈɜːʃɪp ðɛɹ vˈɛɹi kwˈiəɹi æz ɡˈɑːd?