Between Timid and Timbuktu

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Reading a couple paragraphs out of a book, no editing, short practice time

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

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everyone now knows how to find the meaning of life within himself. But mankind wasn't always so lucky. Less than a century ago, men and women did not have easy access to the puzzle boxes within them. They could not name even one of the 53 portals to the soul Gim crack religions were big business. Mankind ignorant of the truths that lie within every human being, looked outward, pushed ever outward. What mankind hoped to learn and its outward push was who was actually in charge of all creation and what all creation was all about. Mankind flung its advanced agents ever outward, and eventually it flung them into outer space into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outward nous. Without end, it flung them like stones. Thes unhappy agents found what had already been found in abundance on Earth. A nightmare of meaninglessness without end the bounties of space of infinite outward nous. There were three empty heroics, low comedy and pointless death. Our Dennis lost at last. It's imagined attractions Onley inwardness remain to be explored on Lee. The human soul remained terra incognita. This was the beginning of goodness and wisdom. What were people like in the olden times with their souls as yet unexplored. The following is a true story from the Nightmare ages Following roughly give or take a few years between the Second World War and the third Great Depression, there was a crowd. The crowd had gathered because there was to be a materialization, a man and his dog. We're going to materialize. We're going to appear out of thin air, whisper Lee at first and then becoming finally as substantial as any man and dog alive. The crowd wasn't going to get to see the materialization. The materialization was strictly a private affair on private property, and the crowd was empathetically not invited to feast its eyes. The materialization was going to take place like a modern civilized hanging within high blank, guarded walls and the crowd outside the walls very much like a crowd outside the walls of a hanging. The crowd knew it wasn't going to see anything, yet its members found pleasure in being near in, staring at the blank walls and imagining what was happening inside. The mysteries of the materialization, like the mysteries of a hanging were enhanced by the wall, were made pornographic by the magic lantern slides of morbid imaginations. Magic lantern slides projected by the crowd on the blink stone walls. The town in Newport, Rhode Island. Yusa. Earth, Solar System, Milky Way. The walls were those of the room for tech state. 10 minutes before the materialization was to take place, agents of the police spread the rumor that the materialization had happened prematurely had happened outside the walls and that the man and his dog could be seen playing his day. Two blocks away, the crowd galloped away to see the miracle at the intersection. The crowd was crazy about miracles. At the tail end of the crowd was a woman who weighed £300. She had a Goater, a caramel apple and a gray little six year old girl. She had the little girl by the hand, who was jerking her this way and that, like a ball in the end of a rubber band. Wanda June, she said, If you don't start acting right, I'm never going to take you to a materialization again.