Read The Testimony of Taliesin Jones Online
Authors: Rhidian Brook
'
You're
t
ensing
up
,
r
elax.'
T
aliesin
tr
ies to r
elax
.
H
e
f
ol
l
ows B
illy's l
ips now, tryi
ng t
o ca
tch
an a
bracadabra
o
r
a
h
ocus-pocus.
A
gain t
he
o
nly thin
g
h
e
h
ears
i
s a '
Jesus
.'
W
h
en
a
ll i
s done Ta
liesin
co
ntinues t
o
st
are a
t hi
s
h
ands wa
iting f
or so
mething t
o
h
appen.
'
Why
do yo
u
as
k J
esus
t
o
h
eal
them
?' '
He
s
howed u
s
h
ow
t
o
d
o
th
ese
thin
gs,'
Bill
y says
.
'
It's
He w
ho
g
ives u
s
th
e
p
ower
t
o
d
o
i
t.' '
When
wi
ll th
ey go?'
T
aliesin as
ks, d
isappointed
th
at
th
ey
h
aven't go
ne
i
n
a
n
i
nstant.
'
A
co
uple
of
d
ays s
hould d
o i
t
.'
'
Is
one sess
ion
e
nough?'
'W
e'll see.'
T
he
wa
rts
a
re
s
till th
ere
-
a
n unm
oved,
u
gly s
ight
.
Go
d's
go
t hi
s wo
rk
c
ut
o
ut
fixi
ng th
em a
nd it will b
e a
mir
acle
if H
e
d
oes.
Bill
y
t
akes Ta
liesin's h
and
in hi
s.
'
Remember
w
hat I
sai
d to
yo
u
las
t
w
ee
k
. You ca
n d
o
it t
oo. W
ith
e
nough
fa
ith
.
Yo
u
ca
n do
w
hat I d
o.
I t
old
th
ese
p
eople
th
at today a
nd t
hey
l
ooked at
m
e as
th
ough
I
was joking.
I
a
m n
ot jo
king,
y
ou mu
st
r
ealize
th
is. Peo
ple
come
t
o
m
e a
nd t
hey
l
ook a
t me
as i
f I'm
s
pecial; th
ey
th
ink
i
t's all
d
own
t
o
m
e.
Th
at's w
hat h
appens w
hen th
ey
d
on't
b
elieve
in
Go
d.
T
hey m
ake i
dols
o
f p
eople.
If the
y co
uld
see
th
at
it w
as
G
od t
hey w
ouldn't
tr
eat
m
e
th
e way
th
ey
d
o
-l
ike a
m
agic
i
an,
lik
e a
n
e
ntertainer. But th
is
i
sn't e
ntertainment, it
's
r
eal
l
ife a
nd d
eath.'
Bill
y
d
oesn't
t
ry
t
o
prom
ote a
m
ystique
but
eve
n
as
h
e s
peaks
t
hese d
emystifying wor
ds,
T
aliesin
c
an't
but
fe
el th
at
Bill
y
i
s s
pecial, th
at
h
e
does
h
ave so
mething
th
at o
ther p
eople
d
on't
h
ave.
Th
e s
piritual acc
essibility
of
whi
ch
h
e
s
peaks
s
till
see
ms fant
astically o
ut
o
f r
each;
b
eyond
th
e
po
wers
o
f
a
n el
even-year-old
bo
y
who c
an't
im
agine
G
od
a
nd d
oesn't
know how t
o
pra
y. S
urely h
e wi
ll h
ave
t
o
b
e a wise
m
an o
f
a
t le
ast
fift
y
bef
ore
h
e ca
n d
o t
he th
ings t
hat Bill
y Eva
ns d
oes?
CHAPTER TEN
LUC
THE SHIRT'S ho
use
i
s
m
odern a
nd
clea
n
w
hich
is a s
urprise
-
T
aliesin t
hought th
e
h
ouse
woul
d
b
e
di
shevelled.
A
s
th
e
y
a
rrive
in the
l
ate afternoo
n
th
e
y e
nter
th
e
h
ouse
t
o
the
dro
ne
of
a vac
uum
clea
ner.
A w
oman in tr
ousers
i
s
h
oover
in
g
th
e
h
allwa
y
c
a
rpet
a
s
if s
he's
i
n
a co
mpetition.
S
he i
s so a
bsorbed
a
nd th
e w
hine
of
th
e
h
oover so
l
oud t
hat
s
he
fa
ils t
o no
tice th
e
b
oys'
e
n
tra
n
ce.
'
Hi Mu
m,'
Lu
c s
ays a
nd h
e
dri
fts
p
ast
h
er
with th
e
n
onc
halance th
a
t co
mes
of
h
aving
a m
other a
round
a
ll th
e
tim
e.
H
is
sh
irt is
h
angin
g
o
ut
as
mu
ch as
it p
ossibly ca
n in p
rotest a
t h
is m
oth
er's
un
stoppable
t
idiness.
Mrs D
aniel
h
as
l
ong c
urly
a
uburn h
air a
nd n
ails
th
at are
p
ainted
th
e co
lour
of
bl
ood,
th
e same as
Jul
i
e
Dy
er.
S
he i
s
t
all for a woma
n
,
t
all eve
n f
or a s
hort
man
. And
s
h
e
is
cle
an
e
r t
han
a ca
rpet. M
rs Da
niel l
ooks
up
a
nd
sees
h
im. S
he
sw
itches
o
ff th
e
m
achine a
nd
i
t d
rones
d
own.
'
Hello,
'
s
h
e
says
.
'
Hello
. '
'
L
u
c?
Ar
en't yo
u
g
o
in
g
t
o
i
ntroduce m
e
t
o yo
ur
f
riend?
'