Excerpt From: "The Western Lands" by William S. Burroughs

One of the rarest of all spirits, and the most difficult to see, is the Deercat, half deer and half cat. The grass-eater and the flesh-eater are united in this spirit. It is a bright green color with the head and horns of a deer and the claws of a cat. It can climb trees and run with great speed. It can eat flesh or grass at will. When it eats flesh, it has the teeth of a cat. When it eats grass, it has the teeth of a deer. It can be seen only in forest glens in a black-green light, tornado green.

For the Deercat is a spirit of tornados and whirlwinds, with the agility and strength of a cat and the speed of a deer. It's eyes are green-black and crackle with lightning. It has the power to move any weight of despair and hopelessness, of fear and apathy and death. Once evoked, all the weight of black magic and negative forces are whirled back to the source and sucked up into a black funnel. There are no words to evoke this spirit, only emptyness.

You must find a small, round glade surrounded by bushes and trees, but open at the top. In the center of the glade place a barometer of crystal on a pyramid of black stones. The stones are smooth and polished with dream semen. Stand now at the northern edge of the glade. Empty all thought and all feeling, voiding thought and feeling out through the tail of the spine. This will leave you a skeleton of crystal bone. As the flesh melts into moss the temperature will drop 20 degrees in 23 seconds and the barometer will drop and drop and finally implode in black light. Then you will see the Deercat, in the green-black tornado light.

He stands there for a second arrested in time. Then you will hear the wind whistling through the trees with a cat's whine rising to a shriek as the black stones break free and whirl around the Deercat. Sky and trees, lake and river, are pulled into the whirling funnel. Not one stone will be left standing on another. The Deercat is the spirit of total revolution and total change. The Deercat is the spirit of the Black Hole.