Answer:
A hole in a pole, though I fill a hole in white. I'm used more by the day, and less by the night.
Some live in me, some live on. And some shave me to stride upon. I rarely leave my native land. Until my death I always stand. High and low I may be found. Both above and below ground.
Thousands lay up gold within this house, But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, But no man wards it.
What goes up but never comes down?
I am believed to be only one dimensional, and tinier than anything can be, and there are many who say that I am the basis of all that we see. What am I?
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.