In plain words
In God there is no anger, and no grace. Anger and grace are nothing but reflections of your good and evil!
In the Bhāgavatam. A certain man called Pauṇḍrika set out to imitate Kṛṣṇa. He tacked Kṛṣṇa's name, Vāsudeva, on to his own name and proclaimed himself Pauṇḍrika-Vāsudeva! Since Kṛṣṇa had a conch and a discus that were His by nature, he had his own made of wood and wore them! He found out how Kṛṣṇa wore His yellow silk and he too tied his own in just the same way; and whatever bearing Kṛṣṇa walked with, however He walked, he went about imitating that very thing. “Oho! This is the very God we are looking for!” — and there were even a few faces that followed that madman and trailed along behind him. In the end, for that imitation Vāsudeva, his own mad conduct itself became the root cause of his downfall, of his end and of his utter ruin.
In this Kali age too, imitations are multiplying! Just as Pauṇḍrika turned into Vāsudeva, now an imitation Sathya Sai Baba too has appeared! Seeing My gown, wearing a gown of the very same pattern; seeing My head, setting about, with ever so much trouble, to make his own hair just like this too; seeing My photographs, showing his hand in just the same way and holding his hands the same way — look what base conduct it is!