Meanwhile, the residents of the Balyogi Ashram in Mummidivaram had sent Baba a telegram containing their blessings. Baba showed it to the mandali, Andhra workers and lovers and sent this reply:
My love and blessings to all real Balyogis in the world who are God's beloved children; and only genuine highly advanced yogis can know my Real State.
Continuing in this vein, Baba stated:
Now on this point I want to give a very important discourse, because the point is never understood as it ought to be. I am the slave of the real yogis, real saints, but never was this proverb more appropriate than in the spiritual path that "all that glitters is not gold!"
Now I will explain about tantric and other types of yogas. When developed and practiced wholeheartedly, they result in [occult] powers and trances. Yoga samadhi is totally different from nirvikalpa samadhi, which the Sufis call the second state of fana.
Yoga samadhi, the Sufis call haal. This samadhi can be broken as many times as possible, or can even stay for years together. These yogis need not eat food, drink water or sleep. They are in a state of trance, but when they come down from the "haal," they lose the samadhi consciousness and regain ordinary normal consciousness. Only then do they need food, drink and sleep, in spite of remaining without food and water for years. Their samadhi is like intoxication, and as soon as they lose it [come down], they want to eat and drink like ordinary people. There are about three yogis who for the last 600 years have not come down from their yoga samadhi to normal consciousness, and yet they do not know me! Their eyelashes and eyebrows have grown very, very long and they have become quite thin.
Nirvikalpa samadhi [fana] is quite different from yoga samadhi [haal]. It is fana; it is Deification — becoming God. Now before explaining deification, I want to give you one example of all that glitters not being gold. At Meherabad I had a Mad (not mast) Ashram, and the maddest of all there was one called Fakir Bua. When young, he was beaten on his head, which caused a deep scar, and he had become mad on account of that [brain] injury. When I closed down the Mad Ashram at Meherabad and sent back all the mad to their respective places, Fakir Bua was sent to Poona.