Looking at the works we've discussed so far, there was a metamorphosis from Iliad to the more fantastic Odyssey then again to the tragic plays. This evolution of the relationship between tale-teller and tale-recipient become more complex through the use of fancy and more emotionally engaging through the use of tragedy, digging the well of literature deeper and deeper.
If I could send a message to Augustine so that he might not feel so guilty about the youth he enjoyed I would send this quote from the band Rush's "Tom Sawyer": "Always hopeful, yet discontent He knows changes aren't permanent But change is"
It is in that state of contemplation that I find pleasure, so Plato was right! It is not the only vehicle of pleasure obviously, but it is one that is sustainable and immutable. In contemplation I begin to expand my circles of thought and intellectual discovery; each revelation being a moment of existential excitement, which is pleasing in a transformative sense (because I can also think of examples that are also existentially destructive).
If we are to begin to apply Descartes methods for determining reality we must, as he did, begin with certain steps, namely, we must call into doubt all things in the world. This is not the same as saying nothing is real, it is simply applying a layer of doubt to everything. In doing so I may quickly conclude, like Descartes did, that my ideas are indeed real. Not real in the sense that they can be touched or "sensed" but real in that they are not-nothing.