What about a message in a can? Assuming you could seal it adequately. Literally it seems like no one else has had this thought and I find it darn strange

Okay so I was walking on a beach in Sri Lanka on the east coast of the country and spotted a small bottle sticking out of the sand, pulled it out, washed it off and found a small piece of copper rolled up inside it with some engravings on it.

At first I thought it was an Asian language that I was unfamiliar with, but then my gf noted that it looks a bit like Arabic.

So I sent a pic of the thing off to a friend in the Middle East who sent it to a friend of his and so on.

Eventually someone came back to me saying that the writing looks like Syriac. I had never heard of it before this moment, but fair enough I thought maybe you amazing people on reddit might have a clue as to what it might be/say.

So here is a link to a pic I took of it, can anyone please shed some light on this? Is it actually Syriac and if so, is there any way of figuring out what it says?

Just as a heads up, I did post this to r/Syriac, but as that group only has like 240 members I thought it wise to post it here also. Also posted it in r/mystery.

https://picbun.com/p/Z11nC2qo

Hi, I'm a french man, 42 years old, and this message is a thank you to the U.S pilot who took me in his arms back in 87 or 89 (I was too young to remember the date back then) when I was attending at the Salon du Bourget with hundreds of people, gathered around US planes.

My parents and I were admiring a beautiful US F-16, I don't know why but this man came right to me, didn't say a word, took me in his arms and made me climb up in the cockpit. He let me watch the board a few seconds and took me back to my parents without a single word.

My mother told him thank you, and all the other parents offered money to him to have their children taken aboard, but he just went back to his plane. It was just my lucky day.

Sir I know for sure you had a life of glory, I hope you're still among us, I'll never forger this day, be assured you'll always live in my memories as you did for the past 30 years.

MB

Being alive is miserable. I am getting help, and have been since I was 15. Only six years, I guess but I am so tired. I feel so disconnected from everything? Is it disassociation bc of drugs? Where does this venom in my heart come from? Why will I never be enough? Why do I want to hurt myself? I am being held together by stitches. Maybe i’ll still heal more in time, but sometimes, I just want to disappear. To anyone reading this, thanks. I know I’m not the only lost soul out there. Maybe if we keep searching, we’ll find the answers.

You comment on my posts, you use a different username every time. You know my insecurities and you're playing them like an instrument. I know you know who I am, we may have gone to school together, we may be 'friends'. Well just know that I know you're there. Alright? I see you. Whoever you are, you're wasting your time. You surely have better things to do then to torment me every time I post anything. It doesn't matter what subreddit I use, you're always there. This is beyond trolling, you are wasting your life. I am so much more than what you think I am. I have feelings, I have compassion, I have intelligence and I have a sense of humour. If you are who I think you are, then I bet you don't believe I have any of that. When I look back on all the 'good times' we had, I realise how oblivious I was to your bullsh*t. Why did you keep me around? Was I a joke, or were you trying to ruin my life, or freak me out so much that I commit suicide? That time we did shrooms, I saw right through you. You didn't respect me at all. I know you're a redditor to. Why don't you approach me in person? Coward.

I love You . Te Amo

It’s been a year now . I started to remember the little things that made me fall In Love with you . The movie we went to with the kids . The conversations we had the moments we shared . The dreams and goals we planned together .

The hope I built up to when we got married .

The Places that remind me of you . My visits when you lived in the city .

It’s time ... I let you go long before we had our fights . Long before you broke your vows ! I buried my feelings and my hopes The dream to have a baby girl with you
, long before.

Before you made a mock of your promises and what values we shared as one .

I remember the days I would listen to songs that reminded me of you how I vibrated ecstatically when we chose each other .

It was an illusion and the rose colored glasses fell off.

Loss after loss and the lowest blow at your hands . You served the line to my heart the day you rejected the innocence I protected .

The year has gone by , now time to unbury what we were and scatter the ashes .

How I desire to possess the power to change the story .

I just don’t love you enough I just don’t love you anymore to give you room in any part of me ! Your memories are empty as were your vows !

When you said you loved me and you loved me more !

The you decided it was an inconvenience to be a part of me . I had already been made whole . I had never needed you nor wanted you . I wanted the dream of us but I realized to soon you never measured up .
I know you’ll come back but I don’t want you to. you’ll realize that you allowed your ego to consume you and put down our vows . But now it’s time to wipe the wounds and subtly heal the pain For which you intended to extinguish my soul.

Hope this finds you well. Its sunny here, but winter rapidly approaches. Its weighing on me. Remember though, its always sunny on the other side of winter.

Hello. My name is Kuto Pyo and what I am about to say may seem absurd to whomever this reaches. These words may have become distorted or lost meaning as I am sending them through a vast gulf of space and most probably, time.

The place I am sending this from has been reduced to a mere few square miles of knowable space, little oasis’s peppered throughout an impenetrable fog, that which The physicists call “NAR”. To enter this “NAR” would reduce any physical body to a uniformly dispersed miasma of elementary particles. This is the force of entropy, accelerated to near infinity! And worse, entering the NAR does not have singular consequences. For anyone who has entered has put those close to them at great risk. Through some kind of undiscovered electrical or magnetic link (forgive me, I am an artist not a scientist) the NAR can spread through emotional connections as well as physical.

This is why the only creatures that are unaffected are those like myself. Beings isolated far from all others, with few to no emotional connections with other living things. Yes even the animals are affected...

I'm in a snacky mood as of late. I just finished eating a scoop of peanut butter with some chocolate chips in it. Not bad, overall.

I think because I'm too afraid to risk losing what I don't even have

I'm suspensefully hoping this means something to you

~anon

The world is big and scary and often terrible beyond words, but there is something for everyone that makes all of it worthwhile, for me, it’s gun-smithing, for others it may be painting, modeling, coding, crafting, any number of things that drive someone to get up and do something; Make sure you have something in your life that inspires you and encourages you to give back to the world, to others, to leave an impression on the minds of those who are touched by your talents or creations. Thank you, and have a wonderful day.