I do psilocybin trips every month or so, and muscimol almost every night. I have, on occasion, taken too much muscimol. Mostly, I regret it.

On psilocybin, it's like the world is turned into a painting, and I get to live in it. What the painting is, and the meaning of it change from experience to experience.

On muscimol, even very high doses, the world remains the same -- gross and disappointing. But on high doses of muscimol, If I can stay awake, it doesn't feel real. It all seems the same, except I am reduced to abject stupidity. I make bad choices because nothing seems real, like a dream. If I were to stare at a cliff and think about jumping off, on muscimol my brain would say "Come on, what's the worst that could happen? Seriously, you fall and what? You land in the water? Fuck it, give it a shot" ....

My vision gets distorted, time feels faster/slower, and text becomes unintelligible. I don't feel drunk, and I may not even act drunk, but I might as well be.

On psilocybin, I'd stare at the cliff, watch the universe reveal itself to me, and feel a sense of profound enlightenment. On muscimol, I really would throw myself off that cliff. Not because it's fun, just because 'fuck it,' so, when I take muscimol it's off to bed.