Fatalism

Fatalism is not a recognition that there are no choices. Rather, it is a recognition that the choice itself is its own result and reward. If things will go as they are destined to no matter what you do, then the only reason to make a choice is to make a choice. The results of your choice do not matter, only the reasons for making it. Your choices matter to no-one but yourself, and every choice you make is selfish, based not on the effect it will have on the circumstances, but on what you can live with choosing. Fatalism is a recognition that the universe will do with itself whatever it will, and your only responsibility is what you choose to take on. 

You will die. It is inevitable, immutable, and it happens to everyone. The moment you are born, you begin to die. Therefore, the only choice you can make is how you go about it, and every smaller choice is merely a facet of that larger one. Fatalism is not a comforting philosophy, because in recognising the choice as a selfish matter, it does not allow for the excuse of circumstance. Choice is a result of character, not of circumstance, therefore there can be no crying of "there was nothing else anyone could have done!" Of course there was. The universe is never so simple as to present only one option per being per situation. You cannot say there was nothing else anyone could have done. You can say, there was nothing else I could have done, because your character only allowed you to choose one option of the ones available to you. Therefore, regardless of the results, the responsibilty for your choice rests solely on your head. All choices, large and small, are reflections of your character, and all choices reveal how you have chosen to live your life. 

The universe does what it will, and so do you. The end result is as inevitable as your own death, because every being makes choices based on their character, and their character is immutable. All choices have the same result. It merely manifests itself diferently. Fatalism is the ultimate recognition of freedom, and the ultimate recognition of its lack. The universe allows you free rein to choose whatever you will, but only as long as you are capable of choosing it. You are your own sole restriction.

(This is the result of thinking about one idea for too long. It is not necessarily true, or even necessarily what I believe, but I think there are some things in there that I'll probably stick to. Fatalism isn't such a bad philosphy after all, you know. I could get to liking it.)