soul-searching [light relief]

To further relieve, one would have to fix some sin tacks -- eg. to inner self, the chi, my core will possibly sound better as to chi, the inner self, my core.  The last line is also tanglingly jangled and although it shifts the meaning ever so slightly, what about to occupy this planar soul?

I've never had pleasure through the nose myself.  For some reason anything that's described in a text as "absorbed through the mucus membrane barrier" sounds unpleasurable to me.  I obviously need to stop reading.  I have, unfortunately, overdosed on moderation -- the ambulance drivers just don't have any idea what to do, not realising that the catatonia would be broken if they'd just take off their bloody shirts. 

I prescribe new batteries, more vodka and a breakthrough in practical necromancy.  It would also be helpful to keep a strong shovel close to hand.