Answer:
One day a little boy named John went over to his parents and said that he wanted to shoot people and blow them up. His parents were really proud of his career choice. What does John want to do?
A hole in a pole, though I fill a hole in white. I'm used more by the day, and less by the night.
I am always in front of you, but you will never see me. What am I?
Face with a tree, skin like the sea. A great beast I am. Yet vermin frightens me.
This is in a realm of true and in a realm false, but you experience me as you turn and toss.
What is always coming but never arrives?