The Start Of What You Might Conceive
I’m the start of whatever you might conceive.
Next I describe a Thanksgiving meal.
Last I transform to a state we all leave.
What am I?
begin, binge, being. Everything has a beginning, Thanksgiving dinner is known for being a meal of excessive consumption and the mortal state of being (or the state of a human being) is one which, for all our efforts to extend, will eventually end.
As Long As They’re Dead
This is a place. The first letter is after A and before Z but nowhere in between. You can bring as many people as you want, as long as they’re all dead. Where is it?
The cemetery. The letter C is after A and before Z, and it’s not found in the word “between”. The cemetery won’t take live ones. Fortunately I don’t speak from experience on that.
Two Bodies Joined in One
Two bodies have I, though both joined in one,
The more I stand still the faster I run.
What am I?
An hourglass.
An Eye In a Blue Face
An eye in a blue face
Saw an eye in a green face.
“That eye is like to this eye”
Said the first eye,
“But in low place,
Not in high place.”
A daisy in the grass. The big eye is the sun.
This is from J.R.R Tolkien’s The Hobbit.
I Make Men Crazy
I can make men crazy,
I shine when you retire.
I move water without a touch,
My colors may cause you ire.
The moon. The moon has a long association with being crazy (lunar being the basis for a lunatic). It shines at night, when you go to bed. The moon’s gravity creates the ocean tides and when the moon is different colors it can mean bad weather is on its way.