The fall is unforgiving in its ability to humble. Vices, bad decisions, disappointments, and uncontrollable occurrences are certain. Our misunderstood paths and the direction we allow our moral scale to tip may define us- but only momentarily. So when we bow to the demons, when we fall again, we remind ourselves that even if our halo is melted, it is still very much present. And with that strength, we know there is still good within, we know we have the power to continue on, because the only person we should seek to be better than, is the person we were yesterday. We all FALL, the strong RISE.