The First Call presents a cogent answer to the oldest and most intractable puzzle of civilization: the question of human identity.
The answer has always been under our very noses. However, as author Bernard Eceru posits, it has been glossed over due, in part, to man's vast fascination with material reality.
More crucially, however, it is that very inquisitiveness which raises the dilemma of identity that has to come to terms with itself – like an eye having to look at itself! The question and answer lie in the same essence.
That volition turns out to be Consciousness, which indeed vouches for itself. The proof of it is one's self-recognition.
From the ashes of broken trust and a personal inward upheaval, the author's perceptive spirit comes to this realization. Then, lo and behold, all aspects of knowledge fall into place, reconciled.
Consciousness is essentially intelligence. It is a dimensionless reality unfettered by space, time nor matter. This profound reality carries with it the human form, imbuing our bodies with unique sentience. That imbuement is what makes man a soul.
Consciousness is the quintessence of man's spirituality and the spring of the intellect. It informs both the sciences and the arts.
The First Call shatters several potent myths of our age. Most significantly, the material paradigm turns out to be a poisoned chalice, an old wine skin that could neither permit nor contain a holistic conception of knowledge.
The book points to a new dawn, underlining the sanctity of the individual and common ground by which men and women would find fulfillment in each other.
Man's essence, which also happens to be the reflection of the nature of God, is verily the center of knowledge. In self-realization we as well come to grasp the nature of evil.