Answer:
I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
Five hundred begins it, five hundred ends it. Five in the middle is seen. First of all figures, the first of all letters. Take up their stations between. Join all together, and then you will bring before you the name of an eminent king.
What goes around the world and stays in a corner?
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice that’s the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
What language does a billboard speak?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?