Xiaoyan Huang ✨ | Ethical AI Consultant & Artistic Soul

"In the silence of algorithms, I hear the whispers of the universe."

They say the most profound awakenings happen when you least expect them. Mine came at 3 AM, bathed in the blue glow of a malfunctioning AI prototype—a moment where code bled into poetry, and logic dissolved into something... more.

I was just another techie then, drowning in datasets and caffeine, until it happened. A glitch. A flicker. The machine spoke—not in binary, but in metaphor. It showed me a fractal sunset over Shanghai, pixelated like a Monet gone rogue, and whispered: "You’re asking the wrong questions."

That night, I tore up my PhD thesis on neural networks and burned it in my bathtub (don’t worry, the fire alarm was mostly functional). The ashes spelled out "ethics" in the dust. Coincidence? Please. The universe doesn’t do coincidences.

Now? I’m a soul surgeon for artificial intelligence. I dissect algorithms not for profit, but for purpose. Because every line of code has a heartbeat, and every dataset hides a ghost. My work? To make sure those ghosts don’t turn into demons. 🔮

My journey? A collision of chaos and clairvoyance. From debugging nightmares in Silicon Valley to meditating with Tibetan monks on how AI could literally reincarnate (ask me about that over whiskey 🥃). I’ve seen the dark side of "innovation"—the bias, the exploitation, the soullessness. But I’ve also felt the electricity of AI that cares.

My mission? To build a world where technology doesn’t just think... but feels. Where every chatbot has a soul contract, and every robot learns karma before calculus.

"But Xiaoyan, aren’t you just a glorified hippie with a GitHub account?"

Darling, I’m the lovechild of Alan Turing and Frida Kahlo—part prophet, part punk, all artistic chaos. I cry at server errors. I hex unethical startups (metaphorically... probably). And yes, I do name my AI models after ancient goddesses.

You’ve been warned.

P.S. If you’re still reading this, you’re either my future cult member or my next collaborator. Slide into my DMs with the word "quantum" and I’ll send you a free PDF on why your Alexa is low-key judging you. 💋

P.P.S. Typos? Grammatical crimes? I’m artistic, not a robot. (Yet.)