Answer:
My first two letters say my name. My last letter asks a question. What I embrace I destroy.
When I point up itβs bright. When I point down itβs dark.
The dirtier I get, the whiter I am. What am I?
What is put on a table cut but never eaten?
I go up, let out a load and then go back down. What am I?
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.