His love. Baba went on to say that had Jesus not raised the dead, had He not performed the miracles, He would not have been crucified, and He wanted to be crucified. He performed the miracles to make certain of being crucified.

"Many miracles have been attributed to Me," Baba said, "but I do not perform miracles. I do not attach importance to miracles. When people think miracles have been performed, their faith has done it. One miracle I will perform, and for that miracle the time is nigh. I have said that My miracle will be not to raise the dead, but to make one dead to himself to live to God. I have repeatedly said I will not give sight to the blind, but I will make them blind to the world in order to see God.

"Why have I explained about miracles? It has to do with Sakori. Yester­day we did not have time to go to Shirdi. There you would have found a different atmosphere from what exists at Sakori. People come there from all parts of India for Sai Baba's shrine. In almost every house in India, you will find Sai Baba's picture; it is in cinemas and on match boxes. This Divine Being is being commercialized . . . Sai Baba was Perfection personified, and the state of affairs at Shirdi I do not like. Soon I will change the whole atmosphere there. . .

“When I was in that superconscious state (it is called superconscious, which sounds foreign to Me, rather like the 'Superman'), this consciousness was of God. In that state, I was drawn to Shirdi near Sai Baba. When Sai Baba wanted to move His bowels, people would take Him in procession with a band and pipes. He was worthy of all that. He might stay there for an hour and the procession and band would return with Him to His seat. The first day I was drawn there, I had bloodshot eyes, and had had no sleep for days; and I laid down My head on His feet as He was walking in procession. He cried loudly, ‘Parvardigar' meaning, ‘You are God! ' After saying that, He pointed to the direction where Upasni Maharaj sat.

"I went to Upasni Maharaj where He sat, thin and weak, and as soon as He saw Me, He picked up a stone and hit Me on the forehead, and instantaneously I recovered normal consciousness. Then I went with Him to Sakori, and stayed for seven years. Sakori was not then as you saw it. It was still wasteland, with a small hut for Upasni Maharaj. There was a woman there, an old lady called Durgamai, who loved Maharaj and Myself equally.