Maya Spencer (Serbian: Maja Spenser, born 1983), author; singer/songwriter/composer, moonwalker; semi-wild animal.
I graduated from the University of Political Sciences, Department of International Relations, in 2005. First I was in love with the fields of security, propaganda and manipulation. After many years of studying psychology, sociology and psychopathology, I started writing books.
I enjoy music. I play the violin, the piano, and I am not that bad with the cello. I finally stopped trying to learn to play the guitar. I sing jazz, blues and rock (mostly while driving).
I composed, wrote and sang all of the songs in “Indestructible” (EP) and “Just A Dream” (album). Here they are:
I am an Argentine Tango dancer and I am pretty fanatical about it. I also enjoy shooting firearms, running, free dance, drawing, driving cars and the compulsive cleaning of everything that’s dirty or hasn’t been cleaned for twenty-four hours.
I love hyenas and leopards.
I love machines and robotics.
In my free time, I bend spoons. When I have even more free time, I study the processes of poor thinking and psychopathology.
I have written and published “Needless Thinking about Needs”, 2012 (Serbian: Nepotrebna razmišljanja o potrebama), “Humanoid”, 2014, and “Something is Wrong”, 2015. In 2017, my first book Nepotrebna razmišljanja o potrebama (originally written in Serbian), was translated into English.
I am not a member of any political, religious, or any other kind of group or association. I believe in honesty and helping others when they deserve it. I have been doing that all my life and I will keep doing it for as long as I live – because I want to, not because some dogma is telling me to do so, or threatening to punish me if I don’t.
Machiavelli’s former assistant; currently working for Skinner. Laughed out loud with Hume and Kundera. Cried with Dostoevsky. Went drinking with Aristotle; went thinking with Descartes. Went wolf-hunting with Hobbes. I wish Freud stopped hitting on me. Almost got into a fist fight with Schopenhauer. Fled to solitude with Nietzsche. Grateful to Pavlov, for recommending me a great conditioner.