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Boxing the compass is the action of naming all thirty-two clockwise points of the compass in order. Such names are formed by the initials of the cardinal directions and their intermediate ordinal directions, and are very handy to refer to a heading (or course or azimuth) in a general or colloquial fashion, without having to resort to computing or recalling degrees. For most applications, the minor points have been superseded by degrees measured clockwise from North.
The names of the 32-wind compass rose follow these rules:
- The cardinal directions are North (N), East (E), South (S), West (W), at 90° angles on the compass rose.
- The ordinal directions are Northeast (NE), Southeast (SE), Southwest (SW) and Northwest (NW), formed by bisecting the angle of the cardinal winds. The name is merely a combination of the cardinals it bisects.
- The eight principal winds (or main winds) are the cardinals and ordinals considered thogether, that is N, NE, E, SE, S, SW, W, NW. Each principal wind is 45° from its neighbor. The principal winds form the basic eight-wind compass rose.
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Boxing The Compass - "Stay" ( LIve at the Honest Pint )
One hip stretch from "Master the squat and hip mobility"
Break the chain of command,
Hate the voice in your heart,
Are these the choices holding you back?
Walls will crush you,
The voices that put you straight in the ground,
These are the demons that show you your worth
What you are worth!
Stop watching, watching the stars,
Truth of the nightmare that hides here in the dark,
Further away, harder to see
This compass will guide you, will lead you
Straight, straight through your thoughts
The cure to your illness,
Waits in the dirt with what you’re worth,
With what you’re worth
Stand, behind the eyes of the true hate, judging!
See, the hatred that runs through your face,
Wear you thin!
You give me some answers!
You give me, what I’m owed, what I’m worth,
Now!
Break, the chain of command,
Hate the voice in your heart,
Here’s what it gives you, it’s all you’re worth
It’s all you’re worth