When I was four years old I saw a vision in Forest Park, St-Louis. My brother was ahead of me with an air rifle.
I was lagging behind and I saw a little green reindeer about the size of a cat. Clear and precise in the late afternoon sunlight as if seen through a telescope.

Later, when I studied anthropology at Harvard, I learned that this was a totem animal vision and knew that I could never kill a deer.

The Cat inside
William S. Burroughs