THE KUMQUAT MESSIAH (a character monologue)

What if I told you 
"I am the earth mother goddess of spiritual super markets alike!"
I know you want to believe me! I know you long to belong!
For the produce aisles are our forests- 
So spread your tyrannic nakedness 
over the broccoli like butter and heal
and raid the spice racks filled with rainbow-ed food  glitter 
and paint your souls over in the palettes of the deepest paprika 
and vice- for this is what you like
all along banning The Spamm (BEWARE!) 
for it is an impostor and  I am real and 
I am bubbling - loud with power and hunger and 
with the  pious weight of the pious truth told to me 
by and in which few  do know
So follow me, my lonely void filled brothers and sisters 
feel the warmth and love for the cupcakes and pastries 
are our  lovers and apostles 
and  the magazines stacked in racks are my critics and bibles !
From the sun-lamped chickened deserts 
to the ice capped mountains of beef
to the swaying sprays of hoses that keep my forests fertile and green
from the oceans of bottled waters 
to the sweet inferno of chocolates treats! 
I have come for you, 
I am the earth mother goddess of spiritual supermarkets alike
I am the holy! I am the decadent! 
I am the new kumquat messiah (aisle 7)
Belong. Believe. In me.