He who has transcended the world illusion and is of God and heaven walked in the flesh today at the Union Station under a depression suit worth probably $15 with an extra pair of pants, and smiled timidly under a mustache the size of Buffalo Bill's and black as the ace of spades.
Shri Sadguru Meher Baba, this Holy One, Perfect Master and Compassionate Father, is on the way to Hollywood, California, to break a seven-year silence and thereby lead all men to happiness and peace. July 13 at seven o'clock at night, Baba will cease pointing, snapping his fingers and grunting "uh" to reporters in response to questions.1 Then he will break forth in the full bloom of his messiahship and through his speech transform the consciousness of the whole of humanity.
Others Do The Talking
Baba slipped from his train drawing room today for a short walk in the brisk air. Followers to the number of nine, occupying berths on the same Pullman, likewise piled out and volubly explained all that one desired to know, and more, about the Silent One.
"His is the tremendous radiation of divine love," said Mr. and Mrs. Meredith Starr. They are English disciples of Baba, the India-born Persian, whose father wandered in the jungles for years in search of the way and the truth, and finally was told by the divine voice to cease wandering and go back to civilization, because his second son, the present Baba, was foreordained as the Truth bearer.
"He will found no religion, no cult, no creed," Mr. Starr said. "He is universal, like Jesus, Buddha, Zoroaster and Krishna. None of them desired creeds, cults or societies which divide people — what they taught applies to all people in all times, in all places."
He Makes Them Truth Conscious
"Baba will simply help people to practice the truth they already know. He will make them conscious of truth."
Another English disciple and secretary to Baba, Quentin Tod, said of his boss: "He is simply a Perfect Master, who teaches people to practice the religions they already believe in."
Long brown hair tumbled over Baba's frail and slightly bent shoulders. He wore no man's collar; a thick brown scarf was tied instead under his chin. His suit was brown, his shoes were of dull brown suede. He was a study in brown, a silent study.
Footnotes
- 1.The reporter of the Kansas City Star may have been exaggerating when he claimed that Baba grunted or uttered "uh."