h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

What is this screaming and shouting in my head?
Have these people taken control of my thoughts.
Is the 3 horsemen of the apocalypse running in my brain to find the fourth?
Protect me from myself, prevent me from knowing there is a “my self”.

There are four horsemen of the apocalypse.

Sorry, didn't read your post properly. I see you realize that there are four horsemen of the apocalypse.

Although you must admit it was set out in a fairly abstract manner...

As for you question, what exactly makes you think that the horsemen of the apocalypse have any interest in the inside of your head anyway? Do they pop in often?

If I was a horseman of the apocalypse I wouldn't waste my time wandering around inside peoples' bonces. I'd be making a ton of cash by releasing a solo album entitled 'Horseman of the Apo-calypso'...

There is a surprising number of researchers called Fenchurch, though all but three of the twelve don't appear to have written anything (or what they did write is still hidden).
It's no wonder that at least one of you is confused, however many of you there actually are. As far as I can tell, there's the Welsh pilot, the mecurial Californian, and yourself. Are you any relation to one of the others?

Theres more than one of me?!? You say theres "4 Fenchurchs"? No I'm no relation to them, as far as I know, but I haven't seen them anywhere around here, I might try a new "knickname" soon, I'm not sure if "Fenchurch" says what I want it to say. Maybe the hoursemen have found something interesting in my mind that I haven't noticed? Maybe they are trying to tell me something? How about "london liverpool street" instead of "fenchurch", Oh, I haven't got a clue what that would say about me Oh, I got an idea, bye..

Yeah, they sometimes come along two or more times a day, running about screeming and doing strange things to my thoughts. No, I have no idea what they see in my mind, but I wish they would leave me alone for a few days so I could use it myself.. The last time I had a look in my mind it was full of ping pong balls, I don't know what that is ment to say about me..

2legs, if there is screaming and shouting in your head, I suggest you need to relax. Try listening to some music. Not bland stuff, but something rousing that will replace the screaming and shouting.

I suggest you buy a CD of Beethoven's 9th symphony. Now don't protest that you don't like classical music. You will by the time I'm finished with you. Listen to the symphony four times in a row. It's about 75 minutes long, so you don't have to do it all on the one day. Just don't listen to anything else in between. By the end of the fourth time, the screaming and shouting will have been replaced by the triumphant strains of Beethoeven's Ode to Joy. You will feel like your emotions have been through the ringer, but it's worth it.

Yeah, I got the CD of what you mentioned, bit dusty now i look at it, I'l give it a try, although the screeming has begun to subside, as I realise that its nearly the end... Revision, can't do no more, exams; imminant

If you think having horsemen inside your head is bad, try an elephant!
Really, I imagine my brain as...well it's rather long to go into right now, but a small brey elephant features in there. But it's residential, and rarely packs its bags and goes to the circus.
I don't mind sharing my mindspace with an elephant. It's only small, after all, and good for conversation if I'm on my own.
Not sure exactly what sort of opinion you'll have of me after reading that. oh well.

Good luck in the exams. Don't panic. Read all the questions before attempting any. Light blue touch paper and stand well back. To avoid suffocation, keep out of reach of children.

yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees, woooooooooooo hoooooooo, yeah...
Exam; piece of cake; I'me happy, yet again I have astounded myself to what I can actually remember when put in examination conditions. so i can relax for one day.. The screeming is subsiding, possibly result of getting that exam out of way, but maybe also the removal of Beethovan's 9Th from under a pile of hard rock CDs where it was hidden from some of my less understanding, less broad minded friends; once dusted down I just about remembered when I last listened to it; at least 2 years ago! (found some other CD's I never knew I had).