text_original: A few minutes ago, I was Jacob Harbauer, in a little laboratory on the edge of a mountain park, near Denver; now I am a nameless being hurtled into the future, pausing here, many centuries from my own era. Do you wonder now that I am unnerved?"
text_transcription: A FEW MINUTES AGO I WAS JACOB HARBOURER IN A LITTLE LABORATORY ON THE EDGE OF A MOUNTAIN PARK NEAR DENVER NOW I AM A NAMELESS BEING HURTLED INTO THE FUTURE PAUSING HERE MANY CENTURIES FROM MY OWN ERA DO YOU WONDER NOW THAT I AM UNNERVED
phonemes: ɐ fjˈuː mˈɪnɪts ɐɡˈoʊ, aɪ wʌz dʒˈeɪkəb hˈɑːɹbaʊɚ, ɪn ɐ lˈɪɾəl lˈæbɹətˌɔːɹi ɔnðɪ ˈɛdʒ əvə mˈaʊntɪn pˈɑːɹk, nˌɪɹ dˈɛnvɚ; nˈaʊ aɪɐm ɐ nˈeɪmləs bˌiːɪŋ hˈɜːɾəld ˌɪntʊ ðə fjˈuːtʃɚ, pˈɔːzɪŋ hˈɪɹ, mˈɛni sˈɛntʃɚɹiz fɹʌm maɪ ˈoʊn ˈiəɹə. dˈuː juː wˈʌndɚ nˈaʊ ðæt aɪɐm ʌnnˈɜːvd?"