text_original: Time is a river, flowing steadily, powerful, at a fixed rate of speed. It sweeps the whole Universe along on its bosom at that same speed. That is my conception of it; is it clear to you?" "I should think," I replied, "that the Universe is more like a great rock in the middle of your stream of time, that stands motionless while the minutes, the hours, and the days roll by." "No!
text_transcription: TIME IS A RIVER FLOWING STEADILY POWERFULLY AT A FIXED RATE OF SPEED IT SWEEPS THE WHOLE UNIVERSE ALONG ON ITS BOSOM AT THE SAME SPEED THAT IS MY CONCEPTION OF IT IS IT CLEAR TO YOU I SHOULD THINK I REPLIED THAT THE UNIVERSE IS MORE LIKE A GIANT ROCK IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR STREAM OF TIME THAT STANDS MOTIONLESS WHILE THE MINUTES AND HOURS AND THE DAYS ROLL BY NO
phonemes: tˈaɪm ɪz ɐ ɹˈɪvɚ, flˈoʊɪŋ stˈɛdili, pˈaʊɚfəl, æɾə fˈɪkst ɹˈeɪt ʌv spˈiːd. ɪt swˈiːps ðə hˈoʊl jˈuːnɪvˌɜːs ɐlˈɔŋ ˌɔn ɪts bˈʊzəm æt ðæt sˈeɪm spˈiːd. ðæt ɪz maɪ kənsˈɛpʃən ʌv ɪt; ɪz ɪt klˈɪɹ tə juː?" "aɪ ʃˌʊd θˈɪŋk," aɪ ɹᵻplˈaɪd, "ðætðə jˈuːnɪvˌɜːs ɪz mˈɔːɹ lˈaɪk ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt ɹˈɑːk ɪnðə mˈɪdəl ʌv jʊɹ stɹˈiːm ʌv tˈaɪm, ðæt stˈændz mˈoʊʃənləs wˌaɪl ðə mˈɪnɪts, ðɪ ˈaʊɚz, ænd ðə dˈeɪz ɹˈoʊl bˈaɪ." "nˈoʊ!