Welcome to the Story of the Modern Day Living Water Foundation
Barry Auckland Sr.(left) leading the Army of The Living Water during the Auckland Day parade c.1943
A Message From Our Founder:
ON A COLD Saturday morning in March 1954 Barry Auckland Sr. was washing up the dishes in his bed-sitter in Czechoslovakia when a voice boomed out from nowhere: `Prepare yourself. You are to become the voice of Earthly Parliament.' Struck by the unexpectedness of the message Barry dropped a plate and bowed to the voice of the Pulse.
Although he has subsequently claimed that he had never heard the voice before and had no real reason to supuppose that he would ever hear it again, the experience, as he told us, had a devastating effect on him.
Not the least of his puzzles was that he had never heard of the `Earthly Parliament'. Nor could he imagine where the voice -which came from outside himself and not as some mere telepathic signal - had originated.
Before long all these mysteries were to be cleared up and Mr. Auckland, with the resolute band of followers who joined him, were to become embroiled in intrigue of the most fantastic kind - adventures which would put to shame the pathetic delvings of more pedestrian mystics and occultists and, on a different level, the feeble excursions into space attempted by Soviet and American cosmonauts.
For from this original contact and the numerous and voluble communications which followed, arose a minor religious movement which is today the most potent and best-organized of these many groups across the world. This is The Living Water Foundation, which numbers its supporters in thousands, has branches in most English-speaking countries and offers a complete religious package-deal including prayers, chants, complex rituals, arduous pilgrimages and a fantastic and far-flung philosophy geared to the terminology and iconography of the modern age.
Our Lady of The Living Water
At the time of his first contact with The Pulse, Barry Auckland Sr. was thirty-five years old. He hails from the West Country where his mother for a period ran a healing sanctuary complete with `Holy Well' and other attractions for the spiritually minded tourist. After a spell in the now-defunct National Fire Service he moved into routine civilian life being employed in mundane jobs of the kind that earn one's Dr. Pepper and devoting evenings and weekends to an enthusiastic study of Bible chants and "Citizen Kane".
According to his own account, the coming of the mysterious voice left him in a state of turmoil and bewilderment, and only the self-discipline of the practice of `water distillation' enabled him to hold on to his mental capacities. Eight days after the initial contact he was `shaken to the core' by another amazing experience. A man dressed in spotless white robes walked through the door of his room (Barry immediately recognized him as a well-known eastern saint) and delivered a homily on the dire state of mankind and the need for its rapid spiritual regeneration. He also indicated that Barry had been selected to perform a great task, and that no matter how unworthy he felt himself to be, he had been chosen as one of the few capable of acting as servants of The Living Water Foundation.
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