Survivor Frida Halliday

speaks of her experience in experiments

Part 1

Part 2

Transcript part 1

Hi, my name is Frida Halliday. And I'm going to be sharing my story with you to true story. And the title of it is when the Holocaust came to Stanford, so I'm a 62-year-old survivor of CIA-sponsored trauma-based mind control, also known as MK Ultra. I'm also a survivor of global sex trafficking that took place during the early 1960s. Before I begin my story, I'm going to give you some background information as to how trauma-based mind control first was brought into this country. So from 1945 until 1955 Top secret CIA Operation Paperclip granted 1000 or more Nazi war criminals American citizenship. Many had been longtime members of the Nazi Party and the Gestapo and had conducted experiments on human beings at concentration camps and committed other war crimes. These Nazi war criminals ended up working in the US military-industrial complex, working with the CIA, NASA, all major universities, hospitals, research institutions and more. One of the Nazi experiments that continued in America was trauma-based mind control, also known as top secret CIA MK Ultra. Beginning in 1953, Stanford University in California, was one of the main universities involved in the MK Ultra projects. In 1960. Nazi war criminal Josef Mengele was invited to join the staff at Stanford Research Institute. Josef Mengele was a German SS officer and physician during World War Two. He performed deadly experiments on prisoners at the Auschwitz Birkenau concentration camp, where he was a member of a team of doctors who selected victims to be killed in the gas chambers, and was one of the doctors who administered the gas. His experiments focused primarily on twins with no regard for the health or safety of the victims. out of 3000 Twins experimented on at Auschwitz only 200 survived. In 1961, my twin sister Claire and I were born at Stanford Hospital. A short time later I was handed over to Dr. Mengele than not to work for him. We call him Dr. Green, and that's how I remember him Dr. Green So Dr. Mengele went to work for the CIA at the end of World War Two. After he hid out in Switzerland for a couple of years, and he hid out in Argentina for a couple of years. Then he was experimenting on the three 3000 Duplessis orphans in the Catholic-run orphanages in the province of Quebec, Canada from night he was there from 1949 until 1959. You can Google that do cliffs, Duplessis orphans Duplessis orphans, okay. All right. So the first experiment that Dr. Mengele did to me at Stanford Research Institute, I was just a brand new baby and he injected he injected my blue irises because Claire and I were born with blue eyes. So he injected my blue irises with a chemical turning them around. It was very painful and I was temporarily blinded by the experiment. I was then brought into a recovery room. And Mengele’s 17-year-old son Rolf, who was 17 at the time, Ralph was assigned to watch over me and keep me under observation. So he did. And while I was laying in that room, with Roth Mengele, remember, I'm just a tiny baby. All of a sudden I heard the most beautiful singing that I have ever heard. It was I heard a boy and a girl singing the most amazingly beautiful song. Truly haven't had come down to comfort a terrified baby at the end of the song, the boy lifted

Transcript part 2

When the Holocaust came to Stanford part two, so I think last thing I was talking about was at the end of the song, the boy lifted his voice in a powerful crescendo. And then it vanished it suddenly as it headed here, and quiet returned 55 years later, in the spring of 2016 I heard the same beautiful song being sung by the same boy and girl on Britain's Got Talent to humble teenagers from Great Britain, Jonathan Antoine and Charlotte, Jack and Ellie, saying the prayer for their audition as I listened to them sing, it was as if a door opened in my heart and rivers of ancient pain and grief began to flow out. I cried. I sobbed uncontrollably. In my spirit. I saw my late twin sister Claire standing next to me. For weeks I listened to Jonathan and Charlotte sing the prayer over and over again. I couldn't stop crying. Through my tears. I asked God, why do I keep listening to this song? And why do I keep crying? God answered my question is voice was gentle in time. He said you're remembering something long ago. So at that, and then after you said that then I began to remember my early childhood years that I had never remembered before, where my twin sister Claire and I were locked up at Stanford Research Institute and we reused in their mind control experiments, projects. So I believe God who exists outside of time, allowed me to hear Jonathan and Charlotte's beautiful song to remind me that he was with me in my childhood suffering and he is still with me today. Praise God for His faithful love. In our darkest hour. God gives us a song to remind us of him. During the five years that Claire and I were held hostage at Stanford Research Institute we were subjected to induced trauma, various forms of torture, dragging, hypnosis, constant electric shock, sexual abuse and sensory deprivation. We were strapped to chairs and forced to listen to the same audio message for hours on end is called psychic driving. We were locked and confined in a small cage. And we were forced to listen to rock music at full volume for hours on end. We were deprived of food, water and sleep for long periods of time. We were put into a drug-induced coma in portrait with electroshock we were constantly threatened with torture and death if we ever told anyone what they were doing to us. And we were held hostage there at Stanford Research Institute for six months at a beach year from about 1963 until 1966 around there. It could have been I don't have all my memories back yet, but I'm thinking it was about five years. So maybe 6063 to 67 I'm not sure anyways. So during the electroshock, you can't breathe. I would just silently you know, I'd hold my breath. I count the seconds until the electric shock ended. And then I would guess, you know, my muscles stop, you know, seizing up and I you know, catch my breath. So I developed a lifelong habit of holding my breath and counting the seconds. I still do it. Sometimes when I'm stressed out, I just unconsciously hold my breath and count. And then when I realize I'm doing it, I just shake it off. I say okay, breathing. You're not at Stanford anymore. So don't do that. So 3000 years before I was born, King David wrote the 23rd Psalm. And in the Psalm it says, And yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. So when I read I actually memorized the 23rd Psalm when I was four years old. And when I read the part that said in gay though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I believed that somewhere in the universe, someone knew how I felt, because I felt like all my growing up years I was walking through the valley of the shadow of death. So it's interesting. I love the song. I absolutely love the song. So I was at SRI was a year later in 1964. I was lying quietly in my little bed at SRI. In the silence of my room, God spoke to me. I heard him say these words. One day, you will leave this place. And you will go to my rabbi Eckstein. You will tell him what happened to you here. And you will tell him how I delivered to you with my righteous right hand. And you will tell him the name of my hand. Well, I was three years old when I heard him say that to me, and all I could think was what's the rabbi? I didn't know what a rabbi was. 52 years later, I was standing in my kitchen, in my apartment in Longview, Washington. And I heard God speak the exact same words to me that he had spoken to me. When I was lying in my little bed, the Stanford Research Institute. He said, One day you will leave this place and you will go to my rabbi Eckstein. You will tell him what happened to you here and you will tell him how I deliver you with my righteous right hand and he will tell him the name of my hand. Wow, I was totally blown away. So because this time, I figured out I realized in that moment, okay, so he spoke those words to me when I was three years old, and of course, I forgot, you know, I mean, I went through so much torturing drugging after that. But then 52 years later, he spoke the same words to me again, but this time I knew who Rabbi Eckstein was, he was the director, and CEO of the International Fellowship of Christians and Jews. So I knew that God was telling me three that it's time to go and share your story with Rabbi Eckstein. So more on that later. So let me scroll down a little more, a little more time keep the glare out of my glasses if I can. Okay. Okay, so in 1965, Claire and I were four years old and we were in our little room at Stanford Research Institute. Dr. Mengele came into our room he was doing, you know, doing his morning rounds. He came into our room, he was standing there, he had his nurse with him. He had a clipboard speaking to us and a heavy German accent. And I think he was telling us what he was gonna do to us. That day. And I don't know what came over me. Maybe it was, you know, God, but I just stepped forward and I pushed him as hard as I could. One thing you don't do you don't you don't make Dr. Mengele mad. Anyways, he just grabbed me out like I was at a ragdoll. He ran out of the room with me. He ran up to a door that on the other side of the door was a staircase. He threw me down the stairs and I broke my left forearm. Then he ordered the nurse to bring me into his private laboratory, whatever. And she brought me in there he told me that he was gonna kill me and he injected he had a syringe he injected me, the something that put me into cardiac arrest. My heart stopped, and I died. And the next thing I knew I was walking through heaven. And I walked straight up to Jesus him I call it Yeshua, that's his Hebrew name. And we were squatting down. He was eye level with me. He, you know, he was very concerned about me. He grabbed me and he said, Do you want to stay here? It was like, Well, yes, but my parents, you know, all I could think of is it. If I didn't come home, my parents might, you know, worry about me or they might miss me. So he sent me back. The next thing I knew I was standing in a room at Stanford Hospital, which was also involved with it mind control projects. And there's a nurse and she was wrapping my arm, and I was just shaking and gasping we weren't allowed to cry. That's very cruel to her children not allowed them to cry. But anyways, so they, you know, set my arm and a cast and we were sent home right away because, you know, Dr. Mangle refused to work with defiant children. So I'm glad I pushed him. I'm really glad I did. So let me scroll down a little bit more. Okay, you know what I think I repeated that story. So we're gonna go