;^; I had a dream that I was a demon?

It seemed to take place in someone's plain-looking living room, a place I was unfamiliar with. There was a small table beside me and a leather bible was placed on it, open midway.

For some reason I was trying desperately to read it, but whenever I peeked at the scripture for a couple secs I would get extremely sick. My vision will blurr and the text would morph all over the place if I looked too long, plus my head would pulse in agony and I'd hear a high-pitched ringing in my ears. My stomach flips too so it'll feel like I would barf out my innards in any moment. I knew something was very very wrong.

Later I came to realize that I was probably a demon and that was why the bible made me hurl. I didn't hate the book or anything since I would always attempt to read it again whenever my episodes pass. It killes me though. It was like a love/hate relationship. I wasn't alone since this middle-aged man was beside me with a worried expression on his face. The dream ended when he came up to me and slammed the book shut.

What does this dream mean?