It is only a problem and a weakness when there lies underneath it the desire for a secure outcome. But in reality no outcome suffices, no outcome can rise to the level of this thoroughgoing questioning. No outcome can match the panoramic glory and color of the imagination. Uncertainly is pregnant with constant possibility. It's an endless adventure.
Time is eternal because questioning drives time out of time.
Questioning simply goes on. I have perhaps given a false impression here if I have made questioning sound heroic. It is heroic in its essence, but of course it is also very ordinary, and Zen is nothing if not practical and grounded. With everyday practice in the temple or out of the temple one gradually integrates questioning into chopping wood and carrying water so that the process of questioning purifies our everyday life. Its like a scouring pad or a torch, scrubbing or burning away all the dross and scum of desire and confusion that covers ordinary activities.