If You Were Religious, What Religion Would it Be?

[Angrboda]

Since I am religious, it's not clear how I should answer this. I am Taoist and Shakta Hindu. If I had to choose something else, I'd probably be Confucian, or perhaps create my own religion out of worship of the Vānara.

I revere Mahākālī, who holds in her hands the sword, discus, mace, arrow,
bow, iron club, spear, sling, human head, and conch; who is three-eyed,
adorned on all her limbs, and sparkling like a sapphire; who has ten faces
and ten feet; and whom Brahma extolled while Vishnu slept, in order to slay
Madhu and Kaitabha.




By you is this universe supported, of you is this world
born, by you is it protected, O Devī, and you always
consume it at the end.

You are the creative force at the world's birth and its
sustenance for as long as it endures. So even at the end
of this world, you appear as its dissolution, you who
encompass it all.

You are the great knowledge and the great illusion,
the great intelligence, the great memory and the great
delusion, the great goddess and the great demoness.

You are primordial matter, differentiating into the threefold
qualities of everything. You are the dark night of periodic
dissolution, the great night of final dissolution, and the
terrifying night of delusion.

You are radiant splendor; you reign supreme yet are
unassuming; you are the light of understanding. Modesty
are you, and prosperity, contentment, tranquillity and
forbearance.

Armed with sword and spear, and with club and discus,
waging war with conch, bow and arrows, sling and iron
mace, you inspire dread.

Yet, you are pleasing, more pleasing than all else that is
pleasing, and exceedingly beautiful. Transcending both
highest and lowest, you are indeed the supreme sovereign.

Whatever exists, true or untrue, and wherever it may be,
o soul of everything, you are the power of all that. How
can I praise you?

By you, even he who creates, protects, and devours the
world is subdued with sleep. Who here can praise you?

— Devī-Māhātmya