I come from a tree. I am a companion to a man with a long beard. I am used to create and to destroy. What am I?

A favorite airline treat. How many of deeez can you fit? You can find me when you look for charlie brown. A critical male weak spot when you aim down.

Molded in fire, I'm almost alive, I'm what's left when the bright flames fails to survive, Once I was solid, with purpose and form, Now I’m the quiet that follows the storm. From me you began, to me you return, Dust to dust - what all things earn.

My first three is a call for a taxi ride My last three will have a fish wiggling inside. My middle one, is you.

In the sky, a giant whale, Silent flight without fail. If you're a musical sort instead, You may prefer to start with led.