You may enter, but you may not come in. I have space, but no room. I have keys, but open no lock. What am I?

Known by all without exception, Forever here, for your protection, Sometimes strong, sometimes weak, Right after the night I come - hot and chic. And while millions of miles away, I always get to you, I find my way. No life around could do without me, Can you guess what I might be?

I can sizzle like bacon,
I am made with an egg,
I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg,
I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole,
I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.

I don't get anymore wetter, no matter how much rain falls on me.

What breaks yet never falls, and what falls yet never breaks?

I am beautiful, up in the sky. I am magical, yet I cannot fly. To people I bring luck, and to some people, riches. The boy at my end does whatever he wishes. What am I?

I make two people out of one. What am I?

When I go in I might cause pain. I cause you to spit and ask you not to swallow. I can fill your hole. What am I?

Do You See It?

I look flat, but I am deep. Hidden realms I shelter. Lives I take, but the food I offer. At times I am beautiful. I can be calm, angry, and turbulent. I have no heart but offer pleasure as well as death. No man can own me, yet I encompass what all men must have. What am I?