When is obsession a good/bad thing?

"The problems that exist in the world today cannot be solved by the level of thinking that created them." - Einstein

I can't stop working.

Not because I'm told I have some insane deadline to meet, not because I am required to work more then 40 hours a week. I literally can't stop working anymore.  I'm not sure if this is a bad thing or not (it probably is).  Even when I'm not working in the traditional sense (sitting behind a computer typing) my mind doesn't leave my work lately.  I've become obsessed, addicted to the concepts and frameworks that I've kept silent about for so long.

I've been building and understanding structure for the better part of a year.  At times it seemed like obsession, other times divine providence that I must continue on in the face of hating what I was doing (at times). Since the beginning of the year I had been rambling on about building the road.  How no one wants to build the road but look all the wonderful things (commerce, vacation, enjoyment) can be had once the road is built.  About a month or two ago I finally felt like I stopped building the road and am now driving.

How do I know this is the case?

I've been able to crank out proof of concepts of things that I've been dreaming about doing for the last year.  And those proof of concepts have taken about 1-2 hours each to develop to a level that I could reasonable show someone else and get an opinion about.  The road is built, there may be potholes, but we can generally get from A to B; and quickly.  I don't think I've ever been this excited about anything I've ever worked on before.

It started about a year ago with a simple philosophy: the battle between order and chaos.  Initially we made things and they caused a bit of a stir because of the perceived chaos that it brought to the originally assembled order.  Now, we're attempting to lay order on top of our chaos, which will created structured chaos.  This is effectively the Structured Anarchy concept that I've referenced in the past.

Take an idea, realize that for that idea to improve you must create chaos, knowing full-well that you will wrapper that chaos in structure once again.  I originally got the idea from watching the Matrix.  The machines realize that they are capable of order but not original thought.  As they can't create chaos (machines have random numbers originally seeded by humans anyway) machines must allow humans to create chaos on their own. Then Agent Smith comes along to tidy things up and defeat the chaotic element that the system self introduced.

I've never been able to see things more clearly then I have the last year.  Call it what you will; inspiration, divine intervention, obsession; it doesn't matter to me what you perceive it as because I'll always know what it is to me: a way to a better tomorrow.

2012 is right around the corner and it was so pivotal that the Mayans stopped counting; was it because they gave up, it was the end, or the start of a totally new beginning?  Imagine a world, without control; a world without you.