Humanity Law: Exciting News!
03.01.24 | 🎉🚀🎉 | Humanity Law Is Officially Launched!
I'm thrilled to share that Humanity Law is officially launched!
I want to take a moment to express my sincere gratitude to everyone who subscribed to this newsletter behind the sneak peek issue of Humanity Law that was released last week. Thank you for being an essential part of this vibrant community. I hope you’ll enjoy the updated post.
Your thoughts, comments, and encouragement have been instrumental in shaping the ongoing creative process behind this newsletter. Your enthusiasm and engagement inspire me to delve deep into my creativity to craft something truly magical with this work.
🏆 A special thanks to my mother, Faye, my sisters, Tepheret and Yahreema, and my friend, Christine, for their encouragement and invaluable feedback. I appreciate the time and effort you've dedicated to sharing your thoughts. Your contributions are a testament to the vibrant community and the human connection that I hope this project will inspire.🏆
I'm excited to announce that the first chapter of Humanity Law will be rolling out on April 1, 2024. Your patience and anticipation have not gone unnoticed, and I'm eager for you to delve deeper into the evolving tale of Humanity Law. The journey has just begun, and I can't wait to see how the story unfolds and resonates with each of you.
Once again, thank you for your continued support, making Humanity Law more than just a story—it's a shared experience. Your presence enriches the narrative, and I look forward to the chapters we'll explore together.
With heartfelt gratitude,
Creator of Humanity Law
Voices of Humanity:
To Share your weakness is to make yourself vulnerable; to make yourself vulnerable is to show your strength. - Crissi Jami
Humanity In A Flash [Fiction]:
Step Into The Light
By Neshamah Crosby-Jones
[Featuring Raven McNeal From the prequel to Humanity Law: A Serialized Novel]
I'm surprised when it's James Bell, a trusted comrade whose hand tugs me back by my elbow. The last time he pulled me in close to him, he was trying to talk me into something foolish, not out of it.
"We'll find another route to the well," he says, pressing his head hard against mine as if to force better sense into me.
"No, James. There's no time for detours," I shake him off. "Every second we waste is another drop of hope evaporating for our people."
"Hope? Raven, you think seeing the strong among us killed or worse is going to inspire hope? Think about what exposing our situation could do! If word gets out that sickness is ravaging our camp or that our numbers are dropping, every scavenger and looter for miles will be at our doorstep ready to pick off the last of whatever little bit we have left. We can't afford to let them see us vulnerable, not now."
I jerk away from his grip, meeting his eyes with fiery determination. “We can’t afford not to, James; ten more lives slipped away this morning. Six of them innocent children, and all because we can't keep them hydrated while their bodies fight off a simple fever. No! No more hiding in the shadows. The other camps need to know we're willing to work together, that we're stronger if we unite. If we don't find common ground now, there won't be any camps left to protect. Not for any of us.
His hold weakens, though not enough to release. "Do you really think they’re any better off than us?" I say, laying my hand on top of his. "We’re all hiding ourselves, James, and someone has to be the first to step into the light.”He searches my eyes, a mixture of fear and understanding in his gaze. For a moment, the weight of responsibility hangs heavy between us. Then, he sighs, relenting, “Damn your hope, Raven. It has no place in these times,” He closes his eyes. “I'm with you. But let's find a way to present our case without revealing too much."
I nod in agreement, a small victory in our shared struggle. The camp may not understand my urgency, but time is a luxury we can no longer afford. I push forward, James at my side, ready to face the dangers that await outside our fragile refuge. The path forward may lead us through treacherous territory, but it's a risk we must take to ensure the survival of humanity.
When James and I reach the entrance of the neighboring refugee camp, an uneasy feeling settles in the pit of my stomach. The usually vigilant guard, a constant presence at this checkpoint, is missing. The silence that greets us is eerie, a stark deviation from the typical hum of activity that resonates through these makeshift communities.
James glances at me, a question in his eyes. We exchange a wordless communication of caution as we step forward, our senses heightened. The narrow trails branching through this camp are the shortest route to the closest drinking water source we've discovered. For the sake of our survival, there’s no turning back now.
As we approach the well, the stillness is unsettling. The air is thick with tension, and the usually bustling camp seems abandoned. Then, just as I'm about to lower the bucket into the well, a disheveled woman emerges from the shadows, her eyes wide with urgency.
"You shouldn't be here," she whispers, breathless. "It's a trap."
I exchange a puzzled glance with James. "What do you mean? Where is everyone?"
"They've left the entrance unguarded for a reason," she says, her voice trembling. "The majority of us were frightened into believing that if we keep quiet and just let the other camps continue to drink from this well, it will remove any threats away from our people. They think it'll make them safer."
My mind races, processing the implications. A shiver runs down my spine as the gravity of her revelation sinks in. Did these people tamper with the water? No, no one would be so reckless, but the lifeline we desperately sought may harbor a danger we never anticipated. The fate of our people now hangs in the balance, and the realization dawns on me that survival in this shattered world may demand more than just forging alliances—it may demand sacrifices I hadn't dared to consider. The woman's gaze locks onto mine, a silent plea for understanding.
"It started a few days ago after that storm," she confesses, her voice strained. "Most travelers are so thirsty by the time they reach the well; they don't even notice the smell."
Before I can respond, she delivers the gut-wrenching revelation that sends shockwaves through our carefully laid plans. "The well water, it's contaminated."
Challenge To Humanity:
I hope you've enjoyed this week's short fiction, delving into the vulnerable states of Humanity Law's characters. However, exploring our own vulnerability and humanity will involve putting in the work. I invite you to participate in this week's Challenge To Humanity, where we'll focus on embracing vulnerability, both with ourselves and others. Looking forward to our shared journey until next time.
Yours in hope and humanity,
Embracing Vulnerability With Self:
For the upcoming week, embark on a personal journey by crafting seven love letters addressed to yourself. The unique challenge here is to focus on aspects that you feel others may struggle to appreciate or aspects you believe might be challenging for others to love about you. This exercise encourages self-reflection and acceptance, fostering a deeper understanding of your own vulnerabilities and strengths.
Embracing Vulnerability With Others:
This week, grant yourself the freedom to show up in the world authentically. Whether engaging in a conversation with a stranger or navigating interactions with friends and family, allow yourself to share your true thoughts, feelings, and experiences without fear of judgment. By embracing vulnerability in your connections with others, you create opportunities for genuine connections and meaningful relationships.
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