It's all just space for the experiencing, a sort of nothingness. It's blank and empty without the processing it's like somewhere for these things to arise in.What remains?
I'm not sure the "it" you're referring to. But if it's the "feeling" it seems like looking closer there is actually no feeling just experiencing or space for experiences to arise in. There's labeling that happens but that's afterward. It's all a no-thing just room for stuff and an inabilty to filter things out, whatever happens, to arise arrises.What is it, if you don't give it a name?
There's no feeling of insight though and maybe that's what I keep expecting in some way. It's like I can see the emptiness if I look but am still holding on to something in some way.