This gave me one of the best "the world is awesome"-feelings. Seeing how much we discovered, how much we know, seeing humans being humans, living their life. And at the same time knowing that we are only a drop in the ocean of the universe. Barely escaped from the claws of evolution. All these messages a tiny hope, that maybe someday somewhere somebody/thing will discover them. A tiny scream against the vastness of interstellar space.
And we we wonder. Wondering how 'they' will perceive us. What will they think of us? Will they understand us? Like thinking about seeing your girlfriends parents for the first time. Only on a vastly grander scale...
Hm, sorry for this little anti-rant. Some things are ... not meant to be captured by words.
Most likely the records will never be discovered. Possibly they will be the last remaining evidence of humanity's existence, out lasting our civilization, the last living human, and perhaps even the surface of the earth. In that sense, I find it interesting and in fact comforting that even millions, perhaps billions of years after humanity has been erased, we will have at least left a tiny crumb hinting at our past.
Hm, sorry for this little anti-rant. Some things are ... not meant to be captured by words.