Marcus T Anthonys' The Mind Reader' now available!

What if you could see into the unknown country within men, to the dark places that even they dare not venture…?

Greg Marks is an extraordinary young man. After having several incredible paranormal experiences, the formerly average university student finds that his mind can access an undreamed of intelligence: the light. Yet Greg struggles to understand his newfound abilities. He joins a mysterious group which teaches him how to harness his intuitive abilities - to read minds and receive communication from mysterious spiritual realms. But just when it seems that he has scaled undreamed of heights, he is confronted by dark forces that threaten his very mind and soul. For Greg Marks has become a threat to those who would prefer his knowledge not be revealed to the world.

The Mind Reader is the exciting semi-autobiographical novel by futurist and mystic Marcus T Anthony, detailing many astounding events that really happened to him.

The Mind Reader is currently available directly from Marcus in eBook format (PDF) for US$2.99, and is also be available on Amazon Kindle for $2.99: here. It is available in multiple formats for computers and mobile devices here on smashwords.com

If you would like to purchase the eBook (PDF) directly from Marcus, click here. 

Early praise for the book

Marcus, have been reading your book The Mind Reader. Went to read chapter 30 but no more of your book was available. I want to purchase the rest of your awesome book - how do I go about doing this? I would like to be able to download and read on the computer.

Katie Donnelly, Futures Community, Colorado

Brilliant, Marcus; this gets better and better. Extremely powerful, it brought tears to my eyes to read it. Looking forward to reading more.

Simon Buckland, Wall Street International.

It's been a privilege editing this wonderful work. I hope it finds its way to a lot of people.

Rebecca Faith Grossman, professional editor (and editor of this book)

About The Mind Reader

What if the world we inhabit is but a shadow cast behind a brilliant, all-knowing intelligence? What if we could peel back that shadow and experience the light in all its brilliance, illuminating all that we see, hear and know? And what if that light gave us the incredible power to see into the souls of others and discover their deepest secrets?

Greg Marks is a seemingly normal young man who is thrust into a life quite extraordinary. At the beginning of his third year at the University of Newcastle in Australia, Greg begins to have paranormal experiences: voices that call to him in the night, cryptic dreams and visions that seem to be telling him something important about his life journey, and seeing an eerie light that streams from people and trees. The awakening of Greg’s inner light also makes him smarter; his intellectual life blossoms, and he finds himself going from being an average student to one who receives brilliant grades. Yet Greg is not in control of his newfound ‘brightness’. It comes and goes of its own accord.

It is when Greg is almost killed in a lightning strike that the full reality of the light is revealed to him on an exhilarating journey out of his body and into another spiritual dimension. Greg resumes his normal life, but he is never the same again.

As a means to help him cope with the confusion his newfound abilities bring, Greg joins a meditation class, and it is here that he connects with a mysterious student named Michael, who invites him to join another secretive group called the Journey of Light. There Greg stumbles upon a small community of incredible people who teach him the seemingly impossible: how to telepathically sense the thoughts and feelings of other human beings. But the teachings are not without a price, for Greg is confronted by the reality of his own traumatic past, and the terror of invisible, dark minds that stalk him wherever he goes…

 

From the Prologue of The Mind Reader 

"How much do you really want to know? How deep do you want to go? If you stuck a camera in someone’s eye that could record everything he said and did, how interested would you be in seeing what the camera reveals? What if that little device could also record the thoughts of that guy? Would that turn you on?
     

Or would you turn it off?  
    

Imagine that you were able to peer right into the guy’s soul, into the dark country within him that even he has never dared venture?        
      

I am the man who discovered the camera. I just didn't realise that it would cut right into the heart of the universe itself, and flay wide and broad the secrets of the cosmos. All those secrets. 

     

Before you call me mad, I have a story to tell."  

The Mind Reader

Light, Chapter 27: The Mind Reader

Below, you will find an excerpt of this chapter of my online novel. To read the rest of the chapter click here.

"There are certain requirements that we need to address before we accept people into the Journey of Light", Julie said. We are not a car club."

"Yes. Yes. Of course. I understand."

"Do you?" She looked at me in a way that made me shift uncomfortably. She didn't speak for what seemed like half a minute, though it was probably just a few seconds. What was she talking about? Was there going to be some weird initiation ceremony or something?

"The first thing we need to determine is where are you sitting currently on your spiritual journey? Where are you right now?” She turned round, picked up a marker and drew a long horizontal line across the whiteboard. “This line, this continuum, represents human consciousness evolution. This left side of the line represents zero, and the far right one hundred per cent of full consciousness. So, where are you on this line right now?" She then placed a finger on the line, and quickly moved it from left to right. Unfortunately for me her finger didn't go very far. In fact it came to a stop right near the beginning. Near the zero point. "This is where you are right now." She drew a short horizontal mark at the relevant point on the line. It was definitely less than five per cent or so.

"And this is where I am." Julie then did the same thing again, only this time her finger went much further along the line. She made a mark at about the half way point along the line.

I looked at my humble placing near the zero point, and hers at around the fifty per cent mark. I flinched. Who the hell did this woman think she was? Did she think I was a moron or something? A guy who just walked in off the street and who didn’t know anything about human consciousness?  I had been studying the subject in my own time for months, and the Awakening had given me abilities which most people could only dream of!

“I see’” I said. What I really wanted to do was tell her to go screw herself. The sheer arrogance of the woman! It was obvious that I already knew all the kind of  stuff she had been going on about; and had even worked it out on my own without needing some cult to brainwash me. And I certainly didn’t need some female Jesus wannabe with an inflated ego to tell me what to think. I would have walked out right then and there, if not for what happened next. And what happened next shocked my very soul in a way that nothing I’d ever experienced had.

Julie looked at me blankly. She was not smiling now, although she did not look displeased either. “I’m just going to channel your ego towards me right now, just to let you see it more clearly for yourself.” Before I’d even had time to work out what she meant by that, she stood up, and moved to the centre of the room. Suddenly her entire demenour changed from that of  a relaxed new age lady guru to one of angry agitation. Her voice became terse, abrupt. The sudden shift was shocking.

“Do you know who I am! I already know all this stuff!” She was pacing back and forward like a caged animal. Her entire body had become tense, her breathing shallow, her voice raspy. It was a frightening transformation. “I know more than you do! I can see, I can. I can see! I know this already! I know it.”

I was looking at her, and I could hear what was going on. But I could barely look, barely listen. The woman had ripped open something from within me, something very personal, very secret. She was reading my mind. And not just any part of my mind. She was reading the nasty part. There was more.

“So don’t tell me what to think you stupid bitch! I know more than you do! I’m special! I can see more than anyone! I’m superior to you! So fuck off. I’m out of here!”

At this point, mercifully, she stopped. From the hot feeling on my face I knew my cheeks had turned red, flushed. For a few seconds I sat there in denial. This was not me she had just mind read. No. This was somebody else, somebody dark. Somebody arrogant, angry and judgmental. Somebody else. But weren’t these the very thoughts that had been circulating through my mind just a minute or two before? I just wanted to run away. I felt, ashamed. Terrified. Naked.

So this was mind reading. I had always supposed that if it was real that it would be exciting and fun. A game played by children who believed in flying carpets, magical kingdoms, and fairies. Instead it was terrifying.