Burn all the litmus paper, or eat it.

I remember doing little experiments in lab with litmus papers. If it turned red, we could conclude the sample was an acid and if it turned blue, we could conclude it was a base. So far so good.

But why does the litmus paper change its colour? Why does the difference between acids and bases exists in the first place? What makes the chemicals react in the same way all the time given certain defined factors? How is it that we find ourselves surrounded by these all pervasive extremely accurate and precise laws of universe which has a complete and inevitable command over our physical existence to the very last decimal point in any given space and time? What really is time and space anyway with context to my mind? Who am I and what is it that I find myself living?

I guess modern science has enslaved us with their intimidating theories making us too lazy and therefore incapable to interpret life for ourselves pretending to do the thinking for the rest of us. Any solution they give would raise follow-up questions which would in turn lead to the base of stuff which can unfortunately only be explained by the unexplainable.

We need to look inside to find the little kid who asks a lot of questions with their inaccurate but innocent accent. See things as if you are looking at it for the same time. Be amazed by everything that may or may not exist. Act like a kid. Either burn or eat all the litmus paper. Modern science can pretend they have all the answers.

But what about our follow up question?