"told by a woman to her daughter, about her life and an alien language that works kinda sideways to time"

A classic short story about a romance in the year 2737.

A slightly rationalist short story.

On seeing meaning where currently don't, on understanding things in their terms where we currently impose ours.

Deals with an isolated community where blindness is the norm and questions the saying "In the Country of the Blind the One-Eyed Man is King".

If an infinite computer exists anywhere, almost certainly we are being emulated on it now. A simple program such as a universal dovetailer will compute all possible worlds, including an infinitely nested set of emulations.

"Is this heaven?" Fred wanted to know. The man shrugged. "That's going to be up to you, Fred."

"This is by far my favorite story of all those I have written."

What would it be like to find meaning and order in everything you saw?