I think the significance of tears lies in their alkalinity. One cannot assume that the acrid PH of those tears is coincidental. This is why I extracted them and placed them in a stoppered beaker. I kept the beaker in the cellar by the well pump. Spiders took to the spot and absorbed the beaker's presence with eager webs. Whilst I stumbled through life above, the beaker's contents aged gracefully and garnished prismatic hues that leaked through the spaces in the cobwebs. A gentle glow pulsed through the beaker, as the contents continued breaking down in alchemical synergy - to be seen again once I trek down below, helping me to find my way as I fumble around the well pump in the musky silence.