Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist

If You Seek His Monument....

Aleister Crowley, the Great Beast 666, died in Hastings (of acute bronchitis that turned to pneumonia.) The year was 1947 and he was 72.  "I wonder if there's any sort of memorial", I said, as we drove past the gates of Hastings cemetery and crematorium.

Ailz did the research- and there isn't.- which isn't surprising as it turns out- but nor is there one in Brighton where the funeral actually took place.  The venue was Woodvale Crem and the lightly attended committal service featured readings from Crowley's works and a recitation of his Hymn to Pan- which is not a family-friendly production. The local papers hinted at a Black Mass and the  citizens of Brighton were so upset  they held a special service in St Peter's church to persuade the Almighty to turn aside His wrath.

It was attended by no fewer than 10 clergyman and seems to have worked.

According to rumour, Crowley's ashes were parcelled up and dispatched to an admirer in New Jersey who buried them under a tree in his back garden. There's no memorial there either.

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