Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

The Sovereign Gods Are All My Own

"...There was no heaven and earth at that time..."

The Sovereign Gods Are all My Own

I'm not Wukong and I don't want to be Celestial Ruler Supreme God,
but I want to be myself in the beginning.
There was no heaven and earth at that time and the universe was the paradise of the soul?
in which were full bloom a great many flowers from paradise in the galaxy.
Neither I knew what was the up and down, east and west, nor gentle and simple, both parties.
I was both a teenager and an old man,
the great many numbers of mine had a great many kingdoms, the sovereign gods were all my own.






Article © Hongri Yuan. All rights reserved.
Published in the March 12, 2018 issue .
Image(s) © Sand Pilarski. All rights reserved.
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