Deccan, and in Andhra State have been enough; and I tell you all with Divine Authority that the addresses you all have been presenting me with, and the messages that I have been giving you all, mean nothing on the spiritual path. To chant my Arti, to perform my Puja, to garland me, to offer me fruits and sweets, and to bow down to me mean absolutely nothing. From ages eternal, Gods have been performing my real Puja.
It is wastage of money on garlands, fruits and sweets as offerings to me for the conventional Puja, and a sheer wastage of breath and energy merely to chant my Arti. What I want from all my lovers is real, unadulterated love, and from my genuine workers I expect real work done.
"I want also to draw your attention to the fact that many miracles experienced by my devotees and admirers, both in the West and in the East, have been attributed to me. But on the basis of my Divine Honesty I tell you that in this Incarnation till now I have not consciously performed even a single miracle. Whenever a miracle is attributed to me, it is always news to me. What I want to emphasize is that by attributing such miracles to me, people make me very cheap and lower my status of the Highest of the High. But today I do say this: that the moment I break my silence and utter that Original Word, the first and the last miracle of "Baba" in this life will be performed. It will be the miracle as I never have performed. When I perform that miracle, I won't raise the dead; but I will make those who live for the world dead to the world and live in God. I won't give sight to the blind, but make people blind to illusion and make them see God as Reality.
“Now with this introduction, let us switch to the main points of 'My Work and Baba's Workers.' Those who have assembled here have been called workers of 'Baba'; therefore, you must necessarily understand first what my work is.
"You Andhra workers, important and petty, big and small, rich and poor, have done your best to make these Mass Darshan Programmes successful. I know that. This much I say with happiness; that you have tried to express your love to me by spreading my message of love. But somehow I feel that something is very wrong deep down. It is natural that amongst workers of any cause, political, social or spiritual, there are bound to be differences of opinion. But these very differences of opinion and competitions and jealousies lead to absolute breakdown of the very basis of work.