The orange poster (French version)

Dream#1: The orange poster

Share: I received the following image in my dream: a large poster (movie poster style) all orange, with at the top center written in large black letters "ANGELS". At the bottom of the poster. There was something written in smaller letters but I don't know what.
Can you help me interpret this image?

Dream#2: The storm and the windows

Share: For a few years now I have not been dreaming much and when I do, I have difficulty remembering it. So here is the short dream I had this week while reciting the name of the Angel Ariel.

Dream: I am in my house standing in front of my window. There is a storm outside. There is no snow or rain. There is only wind. Not a tornado but a very strong wind. Suddenly two windows, one large and one small, are blown out of my neighbor's house across the street. I observe the scene. It worries me and I am afraid for her. It's as if I'm safe and it's outside of me.

Dream#3: The water damage

Dream: I was at work. I was in the kitchen when my boss walked in. He saw that the drain under the kitchen sink was unscrewed and it was gone. He didn't have anything underneath to catch the water that was dripping on the floor. I could tell he was not happy and I was under pressure when I told him my brother would fix it. At the same time, I was worried that my brother would not be able to fix it (I always dream about my brother helping me in difficult situations). My boss and I continued our discussion on several topics. I was happy and proud to be able to engage in several discussions with him. However, I was sitting on the floor throughout our discussion and he was standing. I thought to myself, "Why don't I get up and talk with him face to face?"

Dream (second): The story of the siphon is repeated in another dream. I was in my uncle's house where I lived for a few years when I was little because of my mother's divorce. I was dressed in white throughout these dreams. I was in the living room when I heard my aunt say, "The pipe in the basement is clogged and the water is coming out. I walked into the kitchen and saw my aunt on the floor with a man in black who was helping my aunt unclog the pipe. This man started to remove the tiles. Underneath these tiles there were a lot of garbage cans in plastic bags. He started pushing the bags around the pipe. I was desperate thinking, "We live on trash cans" (actually we lived in the middle of two big holes filled with trash cans when I was a kid). Next to the kitchen door was a window. There was a man behind that window who was pushing the garbage bags across that kitchen (in reality, this man is my husband's friend). I liked this man and I thought to myself, "I am an angel and I have the ability to seduce him." And I began to imagine myself as a slim woman, dressed seductively, with long orange hair, dancing well in front of this man to seduce him and she succeeds and sleeps with him.

The scene changes and I see myself in the living room again. This time I was on a very high table and I see underneath me a dirty dark blue mattress. There was a woman and a man sleeping under it. They left and I started to masturbate (I often see myself masturbating in my dreams!!!). The scene changes and I am outside. Three birds are running towards me. They are like ostriches, but smaller (with shorter legs). They were very scared. I kiss them to calm them down, saying to myself: "Because I am an angel, I can calm them down". I let them go. They are still scared. I kiss them longer. They calm down. Two of them leave and the last one stays with me. He was in front of me and I look at the right side of his face. I look at his right eye which was wide open. I thought to myself, "When they are calm, their eyes become beautiful and clear."