What is the meaning in a dream of parade

Dreamt of Macedonian independence day being celebrated at a restaurant with parade.

My dream was about my brother and i were taking a slab of cow to my dad who would chop it up and freeze it for later use. it was already skinned and legs were gone head was gone and we were carrying it on our shoulders. we got to my dads apartment and it was on the ground level. from his front door i could see the drive way about 50 yards away. so my brother and i set the half of cow down in the dining room on the floor half on the tile and half on the carpet. it was bleeding still and i was saying oh shit look then all of a sudden i hear loud trumpets and it was a erie melody ive never heard before and it was accompanied by bright red and blue flashing lights like police sirens but without the siren noise just the flashing. so i stepped outside my dads front door and in the driveway their was about 6 horses each with one rider the horses were brown and the riders were wearing dark colors. i couldnt make out if the riders were male or female. the whole thing looked like a parade the music from the trumpets the flashing of the lights although i never seen the source of the lights or the music. i thought it was the cops and so i ushered everyone in the house and shut the door. right then i ran to the window next to the door and looked out. i could still see the flashing lights and hear the loud melody from the trumpets but i couldnt see the horses or anything other than the flashing lights and a old decaying hearst drivin by a late 1800s looking paul bearer and he looked decayed and wearing an old funersl type suit that had seen better days and he was looking at me real evil looking and it looked as if he was driving right through my dads door but inside the house nothing was coming through the door. so i watched untill i couldnt see the hearst anymore and right then the flashing lights was gone the sound from the trumpets were gone there was nothing so i went to the door and opened it and in the cement right outside my dads door was a old blown to shreds tire still on the rim and it was painted white but it looked like it was a 100 years old. and it was in the cement half way like a tumbstone. and i cant remember the rest

I was in a zombie apocalypse. I lived on an island. I lived in a couple different small remote houses and we would let the zombie parades go by our house. We would wait for every zombie on the island to go by our house for the day. It was like a scheduled event. My brother and his wife (who is pregnant in real life) were gorilla wranglers. One day, I drove from one end of the island to the other to see my parents. While I was staying at their house (the house I live in real life at 22 years old), a couple zombies started banging on the front door. We ran inside while my father went to dispose of them. I realized there were 2 more at the back door. My mother went out back to handle them. She stabbed the first one in the brain and proceeded to do the same with the second. Only it just dropped the second one for a minute. The second zombie appeared to be just slightly fazed by it. Watching from the inside, I saw a third zombie attack my mother from behind while she was wondering how this second zombie could still be "alive." I ran outside to help but it was too late and the third zombie was eating my mother's brains. I killed it. The second zombie was still alive so I tried stabbing it in the head but when I did, it's skull was filled water and was translucent. She just looked up at me and laughed. I felt cheated and that it was not worth caring about because it's impossible to kill this zombie.