Strugatsky brothers have an excellent fantastic story "Picnic on the Roadside", on the motives of which Andrei Tarkovsky made the film "Stalker". The book describes a place on the earth, which, presumably, was created by extraterrestrial civilizations, after visiting the land - this place was called "ZONE". ZONE is uninhabited and is dangerous for people, since it contains a large number of traps and anomalies. One of such anomalies is the "mosquito fleece". This is an area with enhanced gravity, getting into which you disappear forever. Stalkers (the so-called conductors in the zone) came up with a method by which to determine these zones. They used nuts (hardware). Gadget throwing forward, if the nut disappeared the place is dangerous, if not you can go. And so, constantly throwing nuts, stalkers, paving their way, through which you can get into the zone. In the film, for clarity and on the director's plan, a piece of cloth was tied to the gaits so that the nut could be seen when it fell. It is very difficult to notice a small nut in a dense grass, and a piece of rag will be seen perfectly. The photo shows an episode from the movie, when the characters tie rags to the nuts.
The life of a person is somewhat like a mosquito net - that too, something non-existent plus meaningless and insignificant. We do not seem to be. We do not need anyone. And in order to somehow define ourselves in this world, we are forced to throw our "nuts" all our lives. Our "nuts" are a kind of convention, without which existence is impossible. Starting from the very first day, the birth of a person is determined by "nuts". Think about it, if you were not given a name at birth, or you would not have parents and relatives, there were no birthdays with guests and gifts. And so throughout life, we are making new acquaintances, and our new friends are also becoming our "nuts". We are doing different things, and again we expect that they will become our "nuts". Our whole life, this constant throwing of the "screws", we move from the nut to the nut, paving our way of life.

It's very interesting to watch popular people - celebrities, actors or singers. They are drowning in attention, in a huge number of nuts. What will happen to them if the "nuts" disappear. Disappear and they forget them, they seem not. It's sad that we have to prove our existence all our lives, and even win our place under the sun by squandering our forces and life on everyday issues. But that's how it was defined, perhaps by our creators, or we ourselves chose this path.