I was singing in the rain.

When I started off on my morning walk I realized tat it had rained pretty hard earlier but rain didn't appear imminent. But I grabbed a bummpershoot just in case. Good idea. I had gotten no more than 100 yards into the walk and it started. Not hard but steady. I figured it would stop soon so I kept on going. I was about a quarter of the way around the blocks anyway.
My mind drifted as I walked and I thought about my new potential religion (Spaceism) in which we hold sacred the infinity of Grammas who knit our space in all ten dimensions together. Then I thought about the changing effect the letter H as on the letter P and then suggested that we use that effect to change the B sound to the Y sound when followed by a letter H. By Holy Decree hence forth I now order the sound of the letter B followed by the letter H to be be sounded as the letter G in fealty to the infinity of Grammas who knit our precious space together (BH=G).
Morning thoughts are proof that we're all on this flight together.

Dick