Answer:
At first, I am nothing. Add something to negate. Add again to oppose. Add again to find the time to draw. Add once more to find nobody at all.
People like this usually live in rural areas, unless they are lucky enough to strike oil and move to Beverly Hills.
When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
I have legs but never walk, I may have flowers but no soil, I hold food but never eat.
Where do you go in through one hole and come out through two holes at the same time?
What is always coming but never arrives?