text_original: It leaves yesterday behind, and sweeps on towards to morrow. It has always been so until I challenged this so called immutable law. I said to myself, why should a man be a helpless stick upon the stream of time?
text_transcription: IT LEAVES YESTERDAY BEHIND AND SWEEPS ON TOWARD TO MORROW IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN SO UNTIL I CHALLENGED THIS SO CALLED IMMUTABLE LAW I SAID TO MYSELF WHY SHOULD A MAN BE A HELPLESS STICK UPON THE STREAM OF TIME
phonemes: ɪt lˈiːvz jˈɛstɚdˌeɪ bᵻhˈaɪnd, ænd swˈiːps ˌɔn təwˈɔːɹdz tə mˈɑːɹoʊ. ɪt hɐz ˈɔːlweɪz bˌɪn sˌoʊ ʌntˈɪl aɪ tʃˈælɪndʒd ðɪs sˌoʊ kˈɔːld ɪmjˈuːɾəbəl lˈɔː. aɪ sˈɛd tə maɪsˈɛlf, wˌaɪ ʃˌʊd ɐ mˈæn biː ɐ hˈɛlpləs stˈɪk əpˌɑːn ðə stɹˈiːm ʌv tˈaɪm?