My tonsils are planning a coup

I can hear them.
In my head.
I mean, not like the voices. Those are okay, I've learned to tune them out. I mean like real echoes inside my brain, like when you're breathing heavily and you suddenly realise and you look around to see if anyone noticed.
They're talking about overthrowing the brain. They go on and on about how policy has been politicized, and legislation is completely for shit ever since we decided on that non-specific "no red meat thing."

They think the administration is weak, and they have no qualms about doing whatever they deem necessary.

They won't listen to reason. They just feed their own hatred and anger. They fester in their lymph and try to try to rationalize their behaviour. God, how did we get to this point? It's all coming apart.

I think they've got the spleen with them.

Please, what do I do?